Chapter 770

The man was dressed in brown slacks and a cream-colored shirt, his short hair dyed a chestnut brown. He had a youthful appearance, but his amber eyes were filled with melancholy.

He walked over to Alaric and Hertha and stopped next to them, “Mr. Falconer, what a coincidence. You’re here for a drink too?” He directed his gaze towards Alaric.

“Leopold, it’s been a while,” Alaric greeted Leopold Sinclair.

As he spoke, his eyes flicked briefly towards Hertha, who was clinging to his arm like a needy kitten.

Noticing the confusion in his gaze, Alaric’s stern expression softened slightly. He chuckled and explained to Leopold in a teasing tone, “She’s just a little tipsy.”

By this, he meant that he wasn’t interested in Hertha. Instead, she was the one clinging to him due to her disturbed state of mind.

Although Alaric had a reputation for being a ladies’ man, he knew better than to mix business with pleasure.

interest in Hertha and certainly didn’t view

examined Hertha carefully upon hearing Alaric’s explanation. She was clinging to Alaric; her face buried into his arm, eyes closed,

was clearly under the influence

out to pat Hertha’s

towards him; her

alone? Didn’t Thalassa come with

Thalassa, Hertha often tagged along on their dates. Leopold and Hertha were quite

at him accusingly, “Leopold, it’s all your fault!

state now!”

knew how Thalassa was being dominated by Lysander,

filled Hertha with immense

plight, Leopold’s heart ached.

pain.

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