She did not speak and looked despondent.

Suddenly, Aurum stood up and walked over to her, gently patting her shoulder. Eventually, his hand settled on her shoulder, giving it a firm yet gentle squeeze. The warmth of his hand through her clothes touched her skin, and it tingled.

Ivy remained motionless.

In her mind, she recalled the first time she met Aurum. He had intervened and saved her from the skateboarders.

Back then, Aurum was like a knight on a white horse, an image that Ivy remembered for a long time and was the beginning of her infatuation.

But now, Ivy felt a chill run down her spine. Perhaps that encounter was also orchestrated by Aurum.

"Ivy, we are friends. If you ever need anything from me in the future, just ask. Of course, with your support from the Wood family, Mr. Wood has the power and influence to help you with anything. My assistance may not be necessary," Aurum said.

"How could it be unnecessary? I'm already touched by your kindness," Ivy replied.

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