Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

In an attempt to gain Sebastian's interest, Alicia pretended to be concerned and hesitant with bringing up her concerns.

"It's okay to have fun occasionally, but it will be bad if we get addicted to it! Two days ago, sguests were bragging about winning one million dollars in one night after spending only a hundred thousand. We were nearly green with envy, but then again, who knew whether they were telling the truth... Sebastian, let's change the subject. Here, let's have another drink!" Observing his reaction, she felt a sense of loss.

Obviously, she had made all of this up on the spur of the moment, but it was indeed a good idea. It was not easy for someone who didn't really drink and always appeared very protective of his family to be dragged under the bus! Looking at the gold and silver accessories on him, and the thought of him marrying a young and beautiful wife, having a kid and settling down with a fortune... Alicia's heart surged with the injustice of it all. Why should he get a happy ending if he had killed her aunt to get it? Wasn't he afraid of retribution? Since there had been no justice, she would seek justice for her aunt's sake! She would rather bless the world than let them live on, enjoying their lives! If he didn't give others a chance to live, what right did he have to get his own chances? The only problem was, where was she going to find such a casino, and how was she going to get him to becaddicted? "You're right!" They made a toast, and Sebastian's eyes dulled once again. Seeing that he was on the verge of giving up, Alicia couldn't help but feel annoyed. Still, she chose to smile dryly, picking up a piece of fruit and continuing the conversation. As the chat went on, they started to feel a little suffocated by the smoke. She rubbed her nose; opposite her, he had already started to cough lightly. "Ahem, ahem..." Seeing this, she signaled for someone to bring him a glass of warm water. Just then, Sebastian fumbled in his pocket and drew out something similar to a tablet. Tilting her head for a closer look, Alicia decided to ask.

"Sebastian, are you sick? Would it be better for us to head to the hospital?" Waving his hand dismissively, he shook his head, explaining, "This is a lozenge that I got specially to take care of my throat! Would you like a piece?" "Sure!" Having taken the proffered piece, she secretly broke off a small piece and took note of the watermark on it, before popping it into her mouth.

After a bit more conversation, the two of them finally got up and parted ways. In the act of turning around, however, he called out to her again.

"Hm... Misty, would it be too much of an imposition to ask you to get a hold of sdetails about the casino you mentioned earlier, in case of an emergency? After all, I probably wouldn't be so lucky as to have you to helpevery single tthat I'm in a slump!" "Of course it wouldn't be an imposition! Since you're interested, I'll have Mr. Nick make senquiries." Just then, a waiter hurried over with her keys, just as ordered.

"Miss Swift, are these yours?" "Yes, thank you!" The two of them moved towards the entrance, ending with slight topics...

With the unexpected breakthrough, Alicia was ecstatic for quite a few of the following days. She slept well that night. In the morning, she was woken up by the vibration of her cell phone.

Turning over, she grabbed her cell phone groggily, "Ugh, all of these are advertisements!" Swiping through them distractedly, she suddenly saw an unread message that, upon opening, appeared to be from the test lab that she'd sent the lozenge to.

"Ginseng Throat Lozenge?" Previously, she'd spat the thing out before finishing it, having expected to be able to have someone find something exactly the same, but they'd failed. It was only then that she had no choice but to send it to be tested. She had to buy something that was exactly the same! Suddenly wide awake, she scanned the text quickly. It really was a special product! The tablets were only available in specialty stores overseas. Its special ingredients including natural wild ginseng and rare eastern medicine meant that its efficacy was only for 20 days.

Moreover, according to the report, each box contained exactly 14 pieces, with the recommended dose being a lozenge a day, just enough for 2 weeks.

That meant that he must be a long-term customer, and that he must be paying this company at least twice per month! After sdeliberation, Alicia sent a message to Sebastian wondering if he could buy a few boxes of the lozenges for her, as they were quite delicious.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to reply.

Just as she had guessed, he received a fixed delivery on the 1st and 15th of every month, with an order of two boxes each time. The extra box was used as a backup, and each box cost 1,800 dollars.

It all made sense. How many people could afford this sort of expenditure? Having received a satisfactory answer, she sent him another message.

[That sounds like way too much trouble for me. Never mind then, I'll just go with getting a few liquorice sweets from the pharmacy!] After ending the conversation, she stretched and fell back onto her bed. Although he did not mention a brand name, it seemed that this was indeed the lozenge that was talked about. Since it was delivered via plane, her brother would probably be able to help her in procuring it! Just as she was about to make a call to the company, a news headline popped up on her screen.

[1010, shocking news, Mr. Clements is getting married!] Her eyes widened and her hand stopped. "October 10th? He's getting married? Who is he going to marry?" Gazing at the words on the screen, Alicia couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in her heart. Without her permission, her hand had already clicked on the news article.

Sure enough, the news reported that there would be a grand wedding in the seaside resort villa on October 10th. No outsiders were allowed to take pictures, so the accompanying pictures were taken from a distance and possessing weird angles.

The picturesque scene consisted mainly of the colors green and white, the space interspersed with various partitions and decorations. The

stage exuded elegance and class; nearby, the minimalistic hotel shone bright white. To complete the picture, the sea shimmered blue, with a yacht anchored close to the shore. Under the blue sky and white clouds, the unconventional angle could not detract from the pleasing picture. Was this the wedding he would have prepared for her? It was beautiful! But now...

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Could he move on so quickly after she'd left? Could he have found another bride so soon, even before num soon, every their own wedding date? So, this was the "love and marriage" men refer to? What about his promise that they would go through thick and thin together? Had it all been a joke? What irony! What would the bride think if she knew that this wedding had actually been prepared for her, a "dead person"? She clenched her fists despite herself, the former good mood forgotten. She knew that she should not be upset. Still, she couldn't help her curiosity.

Who was he going to marry? [Clothing clash between old and new loves? Yikes!: Listening to the PK music during class?] [The mystery bride: The rich Mr. Clements spoils his new lover!) She couldn't stop herself from

tapping into the next two related articles, which attached photos of him going on dates with other m women Whether it involved meals, shopping expeditions or anything else, looking at the evidence of his infidelity felt like someone stabbing a thorn over and over into her eyes. As she scrolled through photo after photo, she realized that the woman was always someone who looked like Danica, and in every photo, he was always gentle and affectionate towards her. She closed her eyes, feeling her heart's blood leaving her drop by drop...

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