The sudden movement made Camille Laurent's body stiffen.
I…
Was I just touched on the head?
What a strange feeling.
After touching her head, Lucas didn't linger. He returned to the driver's seat, started the car, and drove away.
Someone else would handle Camille's car.
A president of her status naturally traveled with a driver.
Of course—
Lucas also had that privilege.
It was just that he preferred driving alone. He didn't like avoiding people or putting on airs.
Lucas took Camille to a restaurant that was still open in Jiangcheng.
The place wasn't particularly good—
But it wasn't bad either.
It was the kind of restaurant that sat comfortably in the middle: nothing impressive, but acceptable.
After ordering a few dishes, the two of them fell into silence, each doing their own thing.
A few minutes passed.
Camille didn't like this quiet atmosphere.
She raised her head and looked at Lucas.
Lucas sat across from her, holding a magazine, reading with apparent interest.
"…Lucas," she finally called out.
"Hm?" Lucas put the magazine down and smiled.
"You… you weren't like this before."
In her memory, Lucas used to follow behind Adrien Lefèvre, keeping his distance, smiling politely.
Like a younger brother.
But—
Since last night, Lucas seemed to have changed.
His smile was no longer flattering.
Nor did it carry that subtle sense of restraint.
Instead, it had become calm. Indifferent.
Even the way he spoke felt natural now.
And his temperament—
That was the most shocking change of all.
She couldn't understand it.
Why could a person change so quickly?
Lucas thought for a moment and said,"Mm… maybe I just got tired of that state."
He didn't explain further.
I can't exactly say I transmigrated, can I?
That would be ridiculous.
Seeing that he didn't want to talk about it, Camille didn't press him. Instead, she asked with interest,
"Then… can you tell me a story?"
"For example—what happened when you were in the orphanage?"
"Or did you ever experience anything interesting?"
For some reason, she suddenly wanted to know more about him.
This feeling was… strange.
Hearing her question, Lucas felt a headache coming on.
The orphanage.
That was the Year of the Monkey, the Month of the Horse.
And…
His memories were limited. He only remembered a few important things.
You want a story?
Wait—
Lucas suddenly had an idea.
A story…
Alright.
I'll make one up.
He smiled."Okay. Let me tell you a story from when I was in junior high."
Camille nodded and listened attentively.
Lucas organized his thoughts and began,
"At that time, I was in my second year of junior high. During summer vacation, I planned to find a temporary job."
"One night, when I was heading back to the orphanage, I passed by the Tianjiang River."
"I suddenly saw a girl fall into the water. I didn't think much and jumped in to save her."
"After pulling her out, I realized she had fainted. She was very young, and I didn't know whether she was dead or not, so I panicked."
Lucas smiled as he continued,
"At the time, I had watched too many ghost movies. I was afraid she'd turn into a ghost and come back for revenge."
"So I wrote a note saying, 'I saved you. Don't turn into a ghost and haunt me after you die,' and left it beside her."
"Then I ran away."
He glanced at Camille and added in a muffled voice,
"I don't know whether the girl lived or died. Anyway, for a long time after that, I didn't dare sleep with the lights off. I was afraid she'd float back to find me."
When Lucas finished speaking, Camille was completely stunned.
Her mouth parted slightly as she stared at him in disbelief.
At that time…
Was it him?
No—
Wasn't it Adrien?
How could it be Lucas who saved me?!
The accident she had as a child—
It had happened by the Tianjiang River.
And there really had been a note beside her.
Oh my God.
Camille was stunned.
She stared at Lucas.
On the other hand, Lucas—after lying—showed no sign of guilt at all.
His face didn't redden.
His heart didn't race.
Odd jobs, saving people—
It's all made up.
In his heart, Lucas muttered,
"I'm sorry, big brother. I told her about your heroic deed."
"But you don't want to see her anyway, so I'm doing this for you."
"It counts as doing a good deed."
"I'm living spirit of selflessness."
Villains lying to seize opportunities—
Isn't that perfectly normal?
Too normal.
Besides, Adrien didn't want Camille pestering him.
By doing this, Lucas was actually helping him.
This deserved an award for Best Big Brother Support.
Looking at Camille's reaction, Lucas sighed inwardly.
Oscar owes me a trophy.
Best Actor.
I'm an actor-level existence.
Camille was still dazed, but her eyes gradually brightened.
Originally…
I recognized the wrong person all these years.
The one who saved me—
Was Lucas.
No wonder.
No wonder when he touched my head earlier, I didn't resist at all.
So that's why…
Camille finally understood.
Her savior had always been Lucas—the man who had been ignored.
And the road where the accident happened really did lead toward the orphanage.
After finishing his inner performance, Lucas looked at Camille, who was still frozen, and laughed lightly.
"Miss Laurent, what's wrong with you? Was my story that boring?"
"Huh?"
Camille snapped back to her senses.
She subconsciously wiped her eyes and smiled.
"No… your story was wonderful."
"Really. It was very interesting."
Her smile grew brighter and brighter.
After going in circles for so many years, she had finally found the person she was looking for.
Lucas noticed her expression and felt puzzled.
This…
Are women really this emotional?
Could those urban romance stories really be true?
The ones where the heroine gives the boss a piece of candy as a child, and he remembers it for life?
And ends up marrying her?
Terrifying.
Lucas came back to his senses and smiled."This was just a short story. I almost forgot about it."
Camille smiled but said nothing.
However, from that moment on, the way she looked at Lucas had already changed.
Just as Lucas was about to continue chatting—
A drunk man's voice suddenly rang out.
"Waiter! Pay the bill!"