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Aurelia was stunned. She honestly had not thought about the future.
To people like her, another day alive was another day blessed. Survival was the most important.
As for what she would do in the future, what kind of house she would live in, or even if she would get married or
not, these seemed like matters of another world to her.
“Your biggest issue being here is that you’re undocumented.” Cordelia considered it. “We’re going back to Centrolis
after I give birth. If you don’t mind, you can come back with me. Zephyr might have a way to take care of your
identity documentation.”
“No, no…” Aurelia waved a hand. “I can’t trouble you all anymore! I actually haven’t done anything for you, but
you’re all so nice to me…”
Cordelia felt a pinch in her nose.
The girl had spent sleepless nights embroidering that she was over-exhausted and had even saved the day during
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Moreover, she had saved Fredric’s life. While the man had been battling death, she had even wanted to use all her
savings to pay for his hospital bill.
How dare she say that she had done nothing!?
Cordelia smiled and held her hand. “You can go to Southeast Aciatic too if you don’t want to go to Centrolis!”
“Southeast Aciatic?”
“Yeah, it’s Neil’s hometown. He has a bit of say with the royals and military there,” Cordelia said with a smile. “Even
if you’re undocumented in Southeast Aciatic, getting you registered for an identity won’t be a problem if you live
there with the royal amnesty.”
Aurelia’s interest was piqued.
They had similar situations here. Some countries still had their monarchs, and the illegal immigrants nationwide
could roam the streets openly when they managed to get royal amnesty.
It was just that something like this was extremely rare.
Cordelia mentioned that Neil had a bit of say with the Southeast Aciatic royals. Aurelia had no idea how they
measured the bit part, but perhaps Neil was unwilling to do that for her?
He was so high and mighty. They were people from two different worlds.
The light in Aurelia’s eyes dimmed.
“Cordelia, I know you’re doing this for me, but let me consider it,” she said softly.
“Mm, you should think through something so huge.”
“And I… I need to make a trip back to my basement!”
“What is it?” Cordelia paused. “You still don’t want to stay with me?”
Aurelia grinned. “Of course I’d be happy to! It’s just that I need to go back and pack up.”
Realization struck Cordelia. The girl must have been thinking about her metal box with money!
She had invited Aurelia to the villa once the launch ended, and the latter had not gone home these days. Her habit
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmof feeling the metal box and counting the money inside before she slept was hard to correct within such a short
time.
It had only been days since she felt them, but her hands itched.
Cordelia chuckled. There was not much money, but that was Aurelia’s asset. She should have it by her side.
“Okay, but don’t break your word. You promised to stay here with me. Come back after you pack!”
“No problem!” Aurelia blinked playfully.
“I’ll get the chauffeur to send you back.”
“No need.” Aurelia sat next to her. “That street isn’t the safest. Asking the chauffeur to drive a luxury car there will
get someone murdered in broad daylight! It’s safer for me to sneak back.”
Cordelia frowned, curious how a beautiful girl like Aurelia had grown up safely in that street.
Aurelia was a little embarrassed by the question raised.
“I have plenty of survival tactics! But… they’re not that great. Swindling, stealing, cheating… I usually wear a scarf
like the nomads to cover my face so the police won’t see me clearly! And so… the thugs won’t see me.”
“The thugs?”
“Yeah, the local gangster in that area who collects protection rackets there.” Aurelia shrugged. “Half of my monthly
income goes to him!”