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Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage novel Chapter 402

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Chapter 402.

Aveline followed Evan, who also wore a mask like her.

However, the sapphire ring on his finger was taken off and replaced with an opal's-eye emerald.

As they entered the castle, she heard the sound of a piano from the top floor, and coincidentally, a crow or two flew overhead.

The roses and vines looked enchanting in the dim light. A gust of wind blew, and it was clear that it was almost summer. Aveline's back was inexplicably covered with goosebumps.

Evan deliberately lowered his voice, "Don't be afraid, follow me closely.

Don't do anything, and don't say anything."

She nodded lightly. After all, she came here just to confirm Layla's identity.

As soon as they stepped into the castle, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

The whole place seemed to quiet down, and two people, a man, and a woman, approached, their footsteps chaotic and hurried.

When they got closer, Aveline finally saw the two of them clearly. They were each wearing half-faced masks.

And she recognized the man at a glance as Mason and the woman as Cravel, also known as Dr. Merrell Seeing those two people again, she was glad that she also had a mask covering her face, which blocked her upset expression.

The presence of the two of them meant that she and Layla were getting closer.

The two of them almost ran, panting, but respectfully stayed three meters away from Evan, "Mr. Y."

Aveline stared at Evan's upright back, and the streetlights in the yard stretched his figure very long.

He stood with his hands behind his back, and she was unable to see the expression on his face, but his body exuded an icy aura, making her intimidated.

It seemed that everyone in this world had their own secret identity.

Evan's gaze fell on the two of them, and the two of them felt a bit uncomfortable.

Through the masks, one could see their uneasiness at that moment. It seemed that Evan must be a powerful person.

Mason took the initiative to explain, "Madam has an urgent matter to deal with now, and she couldn't come to greet you in person. Please forgive her. This way please."

In the dark arena, the snakes, rats, and scorpions that everyone feared did not dare to be arrogant in front of him. They did not even dare to breathe.

Evan said softly, "You don't deserve to know. In three minutes, I want to see her."

"Yes, yes, I will call her for you right away, you can rest for a while."

Aveline looked at Mason's nervous look of rolling and jittering. She clasped her palms tightly, and a question once again arose in her mind.

Who is Evan?

Why were they so afraid of him?

Compared to her curiosity about Evan's identity, Aveline was more excited.

Layla was here!

They were finally going to meet!

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