Alice Robinson didn't even want to lift her eyes to look at him, she just quietly said, "Thank you." Then, she bent down to pick up the documents that had scattered on the ground after she bumped into him.
Chester Robinson remained silent, simply watching her quietly.
The aura of vigilance she exuded made it evident that she desperately wanted to distance herself from him.
With a cold and handsome face, Chester moved his feet and left.
Having picked up all the documents, Alice's face turned slightly pale.
She didn't immediately return to her room but stood still for a few seconds.
In her peripheral vision was his elegant figure descending the stairs, and the indifference he carried seemed to chill the air around them, making the temperature in the corridor drop several degrees.
Compared to him treating her like she was invisible every time they met, the "thank you" she uttered earlier, although indifferent, was already quite polite.
