Chapter 0067

Luke stood at the penthouse window, his gaze lost in the cityscape below, his chiseled features a mask of contemplation. His handsome face was a picture of introspection, his eyes distant and troubled.

Meanwhile, Ava ascended the stairs, her red sleeveless gown flowing behind her like a river of fire. As she walked, the occupants and staff couldn't help but greet her, their faces lighting up with respect and admiration.

Ava nodded graciously, her smile radiant, her head held high with an air of quiet confidence. Inside, she felt accomplished, her mission to uncover the truth about Amelia's past a success.

She stopped at a door, her hand on the knob, and pushed it open. Luke turned to face her, his eyes locking onto hers. Ava locked the door behind her, her gaze returning to Luke's face.

"Why are you here alone, Luke?" she asked, her voice husky and demanding.

Luke's silence was readable, his eyes drinking in Ava's beauty. Her features were flawless, her skin radiant, her eyes sparkli