"It should just be a coincidence," Eric Candi said calmly, "I checked his recent travel plans, and he indeed has a schedule to come here. They hadn't met when this plan was made."
"Oh, that sounds like quite a fate, doesn't it?" Ellen Candi lowered her eyes, the expression on her face fading. She didn't seem very enthusiastic, "Even if he's a rich kid, who knows if he's just playing around. Aldana doesn't have a good impression of him, so I'm not comfortable with them continuing to interact."
Her gaze fell on her own hands.
When she was very young, she thought that with her own two hands, she could protect Aldana Candi forever.
Later, she placed this hope on Eric Candi.
But now, she understood that no one could be trusted, and to protect someone, you had to rely on yourself.
However, she also increasingly realized that with her own two hands, she couldn't protect Aldana. Aldana's life had little to do with her.
