Page 17 of The Lycan King's Secret Child

Xander: "Sometimes mysteries are better left unsolved."

Amelia: "Where's the fun in that?"

He smirked.

Xander: "You enjoy a challenge."

Amelia: "Occupational hazard."

An announcement interrupted them.

Gallery Host: "Ladies and gentlemen, the auction will begin shortly in the main hall."

Xander: "Are you participating in the auction?"

Amelia: "Mostly here to observe. The art world isn't exactly within a journalist's budget."

Xander: "Perhaps you'd allow me to show you around? I could provide some insights."

Amelia: Considering "As long as you promise not to vanish midway."

Xander: "I give you my word."

They moved toward the main hall, the buzz of conversation growing louder. As they walked, Amelia couldn't help but notice the way people seemed to part for Xander, their gazes filled with deference or curiosity.

Amelia: "You have quite the presence."

Xander: "Years of practice."

Amelia: "Do you ever get tired of it?"

Xander: "Of what?"

Amelia: "The attention, the expectations."

He paused by a painting, a haunting landscape of a moonlit forest.

Xander: "Every role comes with its burdens. It's how we carry them that defines us."

Amelia: "Spoken like someone who carries a lot."

Xander: "And you? What burdens do you shoulder?"

Amelia: Shrugging lightly "Deadlines, demanding editors, the occasional lawsuit threat."

He looked at her with genuine concern.

Xander: "I hope my company's actions haven't caused you undue stress."

Amelia: "Comes with the territory. Though I was surprised by the swift legal response."

Xander: "An overzealous department. I can assure you, I had no intention of pursuing legal action against you."

Amelia: "Good to know."

They continued walking.

Amelia: "So, tell me about this piece."

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