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    In Arthur''s face, L clearly saw the obsession and love, and he just looked at her!


    No!


    L looked up and stared at the woman who had taken Arthur''s eye. Lucia!


    At the entrance to the hall, Lucia and Spencer stood in front of everyone, but everyone was staring at Lucia alone.


    She was wearing a deep purple low-cut dress that wrapped around her slim figure. Her fair skin was sparkling, and there was a bunch of light purple gauze tying around her left arm. The gauze swayed slightly with the gentle wind as she walked forward. The dress, against the background, looked dreamy and mysterious.


    Tonight, Lucia was still incredibly beautiful, but was a little different from the past. She always wore light makeup, but tonight, Lucia''s perfect face was covered with a stunning heavy makeup. Her eyes looked as cold as frost, but extremely gorgeous.


    Spencer looked at the crowd who was amazed by Lucia, and felt very proud. This perfect woman belonged to him!


    "Let''s go say hello to Rohan," Spencer said with a smile as he clung to Lucia''s waist.


    Lucia did not resist. She nodded slightly and walked into the ballroom with him. Her cold eyes did not look at or respond to anyone, but there were still countless eyes chasing her, for fear of missing her every action. Among the crowd, there was Arthur.


    L gritted her teeth as she watched Arthur chase after Lucia, and even though she didn''t want to admit it, she was struck by Lucia''s beauty. She didn''t expect her to be so amazing. Normally, women had always been concerned about their appearances. Although L was confident, she was still affected by Lucia.


    Daphne grabbed Eduard''s arm in excitement and whispered, "Lucia is beautiful, really beautiful."


    "She''s indeed beautiful..." Eduard frowned. "But it doesn''t feel right."


    Daphne thought for a moment and said, "you think Lucia''s a little cold tonight, too?"


    She seldom saw Lucia''s eyes so cold.


    "I don''t know what happened," Eduard said worriedly.


    Daphne was silent. She looked at Arthur, wondering if he had noticed.


    Arthur, of course, was aware of every slight change in Lucia, and he wondered why Lucia was giving off such a forbidding aura at such an asion. What was going on?


    No matter how smart Arthur was, he was the reason Lucia was cold tonight.


    "That''s Miss Webb. She''s amazing," L eximed, pretending to be at ease.


    Arthur looked away when he heard L''s words. He took one look at her and looked down.


    "I wouldn''t forget a woman like that either," L continued. "She''s a knockout."


    "Stop that. "Arthur lightly said so, and there was determination in his words that didn''t allow L to continue.


    "Arthur, it''s not hard to admit your attachment, but you need to move on from the past. No matter how beautiful she is, there''s still another man standing beside her," L continued, ignoring the unhappiness in Arthur''s eyes.


    "I said stop saying that!" Arthur knew what L meant, but it was impossible to do!


    L wasn''t afraid of Arthur''s anger. She looked at him straight in the eye and said,


    "Arthur, re-examine your identity and your rtionship with her. You have toe out and stop dwelling on the past. Otherwise, you will be in pain for the rest of your life."


    L was showing Arthur a "bright path" that she hoped he would consider it.


    Arthur red at L and left angrily. L''s words revealed the harsh reality. Arthur didn''t want to think about it and face it. It was possible that Lucia had really left, but he was still waiting for her toe back. Arthur was rational, and all the information his brain had gleaned suggested that Lucia had betrayed him, but he always denied that in terms of his feelings.


    "Why did you say that to him?" Eduard asked L, frowning as Arthur made his way to the balcony. He had overheard the conversation.


    L turned to Eduard and said, "You are Arthur''s friend. Do you want him to lie to himself and pretend that Miss Webb has not betrayed him?"


    "Lucia didn''t..." Eduard was about to speak for Lucia when L interrupted him.


    "But what if she did?!" L confronted Eduard,


    "You''re all thinking about Miss Webb, and you want to see them together, but what if that''s just wishful thinking? Miss Webb is engaged to another man, so why don''t you think about Arthur and help him get over it and get back on his feet!"


    Eduard was speechless, because L had a point. They had always hoped that the two friends would get back together, but never thought that it would be impossible. How long will Arthur have to suffer like this?


    "If you don''t want to tell him, I will! Even if Arthur refuses, I will tell him the truth!" L said firmly.


    "Miss arthy, do you know Lucia?" Daphne asked L as she finished her words.


    L looked at Daphne, and was unable to answer.


    "If you don''t know, you don''t have the right to ask Arthur to give up." Daphne''s eyes were clear and firm, and she spoke word by word to L. After she spoke, she took Eduard''s arm and walked away from L. Daphne was angry!


    A person who didn''t know Lucia had no right to question what she was doing right now. Because they knew, they had stuck with Arthur. L didn''t understand this kind of love!


    L watched Daphne and Eduard walk away, pursed her lips, and calmed down. It seemed that in order to change Arthur''s heart, he must be kept away from the "friends" who had held on for Lucia. After Lucia and Spencer greeted Rohan, Lucia went to a corner. She looked indifferent, so no one dared to approach her. Spencer knew she was in a bad mood, so he didn''t have to worry that Lucia would approach Arthur. He left her alone and went to socialize on his own.


    Lucia couldn''t tell what she was thinking at the moment. She had "betrayed" Arthur to cooperate with Spencer, and Arthur had the right to start another rtionship. But, Lucia didn''t want to face the fact. She didn''t want Arthur to get close to other women, even if they were just standing together.