Damien Valerius had already changed into a fresh set of clothes. As he stepped out of the car, the midday sun shone down on him, softening his roguish, cold aura and lending him a touch of warmth and gentleness.
Aurora Sterling stared blankly at Damien Valerius. He had said he would wait for her, but when she first walked out of the exam hall and didn't see him, she assumed he had just been saying it casually. Although she didn't let it show, she couldn't help but feel a strange pang of disappointment.
Seeing Damien Valerius standing right before her now, Aurora felt her own heart begin to warm. Dylan Valerius, on the other hand, looked at this so-called "fourth brother" of his. For him, the title had always been just that—a title. There was no real affection between them.
So, upon seeing Damien Valerius, Dylan simply gave a haughty curl of his lip and pretended he hadn't seen him.
