Adelyn heard her and casually turned her head to glance at her.
Staring at Alia thoughtfully for a mont, she asked, "What do you think?"
Alia’s head at once snapped at her, dumbfounded.
When she had seen Adelyn parting her lips before, she had thought Adelyn was finally going to reveal sothing.
But instead, she was asking her to guess.
Like really?
Alia pursed her lips.
Keeping her eyes on the road, she said, "Just when I start liking you a little, you go and say sothing that makes reconsider. Do you do it intentionally ... or do you just crave being hated that much?"
Adelyn couldn’t help but smile at her words.
"Well ..." she said lightly, "you can go with either of your options. I don’t mind."
Alia pressed her lips together, montarily speechless.
Could she even argue with soone like this?
After a brief pause, she asked, "Do you really want to guess?"
When Adelyn didn’t respond, Alia took that as a yes.
She nodded to herself and took a breath.
"Fine. Then don’t bla if any guess turns completely outrageous. You asked for it."
Het gaze flicked to Adelyn again.
Seeing no reaction at all, she gave up holding back.
"Okay ... so here’s what I felt," she began. "Even though you stood there looking completely detached, the tension between you three was ... intense. And real. Sothing quite hard to ignore."
She hesitated slightly.
Then continued,
"Especially the way Dr. Colsen was looking at you."
She paused as if debating whether to say the next part.
But when Adelyn still didn’t react, she pushed through.
"... His gaze at you felt like he was carrying sothing deep." She glanced her way more to test her reaction than to confirm. "Like ... he was burning with sothing for you. Don’t get wrong, but I’m—"
She stopped mid-sentence when sothing struck her.
Adelyn’s calmness no longer felt casual.
It felt more like an acknowledgent.
Alia’s brows drew together.
"Wait ... you aren’t denying it. Does that an you actually accept that it’s true?"
Adelyn turned to her and gave a small shrug.
"What is there to deny?" she said calmly. "Didn’t you say I stood there looking unrelated? That’s all that matters —my stance. As for others ... why would I speak for soone else’s part?"
It sounded logical, and for a second, Alia almost agreed.
But then she caught sothing —and quickly pressed on.
"Hey, don’t just shut the topic like that." Her eyes flicked to her briefly. "When I said you didn’t deny, I didn’t an you should speak for soone else. I ant you didn’t refute my point at all —like you usually do. So tell honestly ... was there sothing between you two before?"
As she asked that, she glanced at Adelyn several tis —waiting for her to say sothing.
But Adelyn remained silent.
The silence made Alia frown.
Slowly, realization dawned on her.
"So ... there was sothing between you two." She exhaled, confused. "But how is that even possible? Haven’t he and Clara Scott been childhood sweethearts? They’re about to get married after years of relationship, aren’t they?"
If their relationship hadn’t been in such open and clear light, Alia might have doubted it.
But everyone knew how deeply in love they were.
Their affection had always been visible, constantly captured and shared online.
Netizens adored their perfect love story.
That couldn’t be fake ... could it be?
But what she had seen today —
That wasn’t fake either.
Then —
Alia glanced at Adelyn, and suddenly sothing clicked.
Her pupils dilated slightly.
Without warning, she pulled the car over to the side of the road.
"Adelyn ..." she almost muttered that under her breath before snapping to look at Adelyn, shocked. "Adelyn Scott —wasn’t that your na before?"
All this ti, hearing everyone call her Ms. Grace —Adelyn Grace —she had almost forgotten.
But she rembered now.
The first ti she had t her with Freya at the restaurant —Freya had called her Adelyn Scott.
That couldn’t be so coincidence.
"Were you ... the daughter of the Scott family before? Like sister to CEO Liam Scott and Clara Scott?"
She didn’t know why she was guessing sothing so absurd when everyone clearly was aware that the Scott family of Ashvale had always had one daughter and three sons.
Adelyn turned and looked at her. And that look said everything.
Alia’s breath caught.
"No ... you can’t be serious? You are the Scott family’s daughter —"
"I am no longer part of the Scott family," Adelyn cut in, her voice firm, almost absolute. "I severed those ties long ago. So now ... we have nothing to do with each other. If there is anything we share, then it’s the relationship of the passing strangers."
Alia fell silent.
Even though Adelyn still sounded calm and composed, it wasn’t quite the sa as before.
There was sothing beneath it now —subtle but unmistakable.
When Alia looked at her again, she caught a faint flicker of emotion in her eyes.
It didn’t change her expression even the slightest.
But it lingered —as if it had touched sothing far deeper than what she allowed anyone to see.
And just like that, Alia knew that she shouldn’t press further.
Nodding, she turned to start the car again.
She was still curious —desperately so —but the topic felt too personal now.
So instead, she said lightly, "Actually, you know ... it’s not that bad to live a simple, normal life with so hardships."
Adelyn turned to look at her.
Alia t her gaze and shrugged.
"I’m just saying from my own perspective. Everything expensive tends to make life a little boring."
Adelyn lightly scratched the corner of her brow.
When Alia saw that, she raised a brow.
"What? You don’t agree?"
"Why should I?" Adelyn replied. "I don’t find expensive things boring at all. As long as anything has monetary value, I won’t get bored of it."
Alia was speechless again...
Here she was trying to comfort her —
And this girl sohow made her regret it.
"You love money that much?" Alia asked through the grit of her teeth.
Adelyn simply nodded, completely unbothered.
"Of course, I do. Who doesn’t? Don’t you?"
"I —" Alia faltered, montarily at a loss.
"If you don’t, I wouldn’t mind if you transferred all your money to ," Adelyn added smoothly. "I would love to spend them. The more the better."
With that said, she didn’t show any bit of hesitation at all. Pulling out her phone, she had the QR scanner ready for scanning.
Alia stared at her, utterly bewildered.
She simply couldn’t make sense of this girl at all.
"You ... you are unbelievably money-minded."
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