Wilma was shocked to see Alaric. She thought, "Oh no! Has the young master fallen for this little vixen's cheap tricks? If so, he's truly foolish..."
At that moment, Alaric grabbed a black umbrella and opened the front door. His face was as dark as the stormy sky outside.
"Young master!" Wilma called out anxiously.
However, the man stepped out anyway, umbrella in hand. Wilma was so frustrated that she stomped her foot in anger.
Outside the door, Celia sat in the rain. She could barely keep up her act and wanted to retreat.
But when she caught sight of the handsome man walking toward her, her heart surged with excitement. She quickly began to sob pitifully.
Alaric narrowed his eyes and quickly approached Celia, handing her the umbrella while helping her off the ground. H
