Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

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Chapter 1097 Hidden Camera

The roaring sound of the turbulent sea echoed in her ears, and the deserted streets made the atmosphere even

more comforting. Bert had his hands in his pockets, pausing his steps momentarily, and looked at her seriously,

"You really like Lucas."

This time, he didn't ask her; it was more of a statement.

Alivia didn't shy away either, "Yes, he's a very likable kid."

"Why?" he suddenly asked.

Alivia was taken aback for a moment before understanding that he was asking why she liked Lucas.

"There's no particular reason. I just see him as very pure, innocent. A child's heart isn't as complicated as that of an

adult; it's a gift from God to this world. He has a good nature, so I have a special fondness for him," Alivia explained

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gently, her eyes shining with tenderness, which softened her entire demeanor.

It is often said that women naturally possess maternal instincts, and at this moment, Bert could clearly see that in

her.

An unusual feeling surged within him, one that had been appearing continuously in the past few days, making him

instinctively want to avoid it. He couldn't quite explain why, but he noticed that the woman beside him had changed

slightly.

Alivia leaned on the railing by the sea, gazing at the dark ocean in the distance. The moonlight cast a shimmering

reflection on the water, resembling a river of stars sprinkled across the sea.

She took out her phone from her pocket and snapped a picture of the distant sea. As she prepared to save it, she

caught a glimpse of Bert standing nearby, his tall figure leaning against the railing. His long left arm lazily rested on

top, while the right arm slightly bent, holding a cigarette near his lips as he leisurely took a drag. The night breeze

blew his bangs, but he didn't seem to mind, exuding a touch of decadence.

The streetlights weren't particularly bright, mostly casting a dull yellow glow, but when they fell upon him, they

seemed to add an irresistible charm.

Before knowing Bert, Alivia used to think that a man's attractiveness depended on his facial features. However,

after getting to know him, she realized that true handsomeness wasn't about looks alone; it was about

temperament, aura, and an inexplicable magnetism that drew people in when he was around.

The flickering of the cigarette between his fingers seemed to mirror her current state of mind. Perhaps she was

foolishly infatuated, as she quickly raised her arm and captured this scene with her phone.

A crisp sound of the shutter clicked in the air, a moment of awkwardness from forgetting to mute the phone.

Alivia met the gaze of the man beside her, her face blushing like never before, and her first instinct was to quickly

hide the phone back in her pocket.

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Bert was stunned for a second, but it was only Bert was momentarily stunned, but only for a second. Then, the

handsome face that had just been full of allure turned dark and moody, "Delete it."

"What?" She pretended to be innocent, trying to buy some time to negotiate.

"The photo," He uttered the words succinctly, not wanting to say more.

"I did a good job," Somehow, Alivia didn't want to delete it. She still wanted to fight for a chance, "I found a good

angle and the light is just right. I didn't make you ugly."

"I don't like to take photos," he said concisely as if he didn't want to say another word.

Alivia remained rooted to the spot, hesitant to move. When she thought about taking advantage of the situation to

slip away, the man leaning against the railing had already walked toward her.

The distance between them was not far, and in three or five steps, he was standing in front of her. His tall figure

blocked the light above, casting a shadow over her.

Alivia looked up at his face and swallowed nervously, "What...what are you doing?"

Bert stared down at her, a mixture of annoyance at her evasion and amusement at her futile resistance evident in

his expression. He didn't bother with any more words and simply reached for the pocket where she had put her

phone.

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