The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!?

Roxy accompanied Lydia to sit in the lounge while sipping coffee in silence. She didn't know why, but she felt that Lydia harbored a deep sadness and was trying to hide it from her grandmother.

"I've heard from Declan. She said, your grandmother…." Roxy couldn't bear to continue her sentence.

"I have accepted this fact. Even though my grandmother had surgery, it did not guarantee that she would wake up because of the age. My grandmother also said it was better to let her enjoy her life in peace. I can't say anything more to her decision."

"I'm so sorry to hear that. I wish I could help."

Lydia shook her head in resignation as if she had given up on her destiny. "I guess I was meant to live alone."

"Who said you were alone? Don't you still have me?" Lydia smiled softly at that. "Also, you still have Nick watching over you." and suddenly Lydia's smile disappeared as if she had never smiled.

"That boy, he will never come back. You don't have to comfort me about it."

"Did he say he's not coming back?"

"He said he'd be back, but he hasn't contacted me since… Forget it. Young people today are easily carried away by feelings, then later regret it and throw it away easily."

"What are you talking about? I don't understand at all."

Lydia moistened her dry lips with her tongue, wondering if she should tell her friend or not.

"Lydia, Nick is my best friend's brother, and we grew up together, so I know the boy's personality very well. He does flirt around and likes to play around, but he's not a liar. If he said he would come back, he would unquestionably come back. Plus, he doesn't have to bother asking Declan to help look after you while he's not here."

"Why would he do that? He didn't need to ask Mr. Black or whoever to look after me. I'm not a weak girl who needs help."

"Don't you get it? He loves you, and he had to leave because he had something to do. His family situation was very complicated, and he was forced to return home without completing his dream of becoming a musician."

"What's so complicated about the Larson family?"

"That's a good question. The problem is the Larsons is not his real family."

"What do you mean?"

"I can't tell you more than this, but I want you to know Nick cares about you. I remember I was pretty dislike seeing Wendy tried to matchmaking you guys. But I could see his sincerity and sensed his affection toward you. Believe in him some more."

Roxy could only guess that Conn Allanach had suspected Nick's relationship with Lydia. That's why Nick enlisted Declan's help to take care of Lydia before he left.

Then… would anything terrible happen to Lydia's grandmother if Declan hadn't moved the poor older woman? The patient who was said to have died… does it have anything to do with Allanach?

After all, Hades wouldn't allow his two children to have a relationship with someone who didn't bring any benefit to the organization.

Could it be...

"If he cares about me, why doesn't he contact me?" Lydia's voice was as low as someone whispering, but Roxy could still hear her last words.

"Maybe… he really can't reach you." Roxy knew it was only an excuse, and it was an unacceptable one. If Declan hadn't called her for a few days and didn't let her know, maybe Roxy would have experienced the same insecure feelings as Lydia.

Lydia just gave a faint smile before taking another sip of her coffee. She shouldn't have trusted Nick's sweet promise and not given her heart to the young man.

She should have endured and closed her heart tight to the young man so that she wouldn't have to feel this kind of pain.

"It doesn't matter anymore. I will focus on spending the last time with my grandmother, then start a new life again."

"That's not a bad idea. What's your next plan?"

"I haven't thought about it."

"Is your grandma still strong enough to walk around?"

Lydia shook her head. "She has to be in a wheelchair, but I think the doctors let her out for some fresh air."

"I know a suitable place for sightseeing this winter. The weather is not as cold as in New York, and I can ask my uncle's connections to provide a nurse while you are there."

"What?"

"I will cover all your travel expenses and needs there. You just enjoy your time with your grandmother."

"But… Miss Kaylee, I can't take it. Plus…"

"That's a great idea," commented Declan as he approached the girls, followed by Aubrey.

"You think so?" Roxy was amazed by Declan's explicit consent, but this only strengthened her suspicions.

"How is my grandma?"

"She's asleep now. Don't worry."

Lydia breathed a sigh of relief at Aubrey's answer.

"I heard you're talking about going somewhere? It's good for you to leave this city, preferably out of the country," added Aubrey. "We already have a lot of work, and it's impossible to add another." Aubrey aimed her last sentence to Declan, not knowing Roxy had caught her slightest hint of urgency.

"How about the Netherland? I have an acquaintance there, and I could ask him a favor."

"Netherland? As in Europe?" Lydia was too shocked by this unexpected progress. "No, it's too far away and…."

"Lydia. Think about your grandma. She had not seen the beauty of this world in her entire life. And if I remember correctly, wasn't your dream to take your grandmother around the world? You have an opportunity before your eyes, and yet you have a second thought? If I were you, I wouldn't let this golden opportunity go. You will regret it."

Declan cleared his throat and nudged Roxy's shoulder with his hand. "Why are you threatening her?"

"I threaten her?" Roxy looked back at her make-up artist. "Lydia, did I threaten you?"

"What?" Lydia was too confused and too shocked to accept all the new facts she had just received. Her brain seemed to stop working, and she couldn't think of anything else.

Roxy didn't threaten her, but she reminded Lydia to give her grandmother the best before leaving for good.

Her tone sounded non-threatening, but ordinary people who didn't know Roxy could detect a hidden threat behind her words.