NovelAppThe next day, disguised as any other couple taking a break from the hustle and bustle of their daily lives, Aurelia and Leopold went to the tranquil Shallow Island Beach Resort.
Since it wasn't the weekend, the resort was quiet and serene. Aurelia clad in a bikini, kicked off her sandals and chased the frothy waves along the soft, sandy shore.
Leopold caught up to her from behind, scooping her up in his arms, and spun her around amidst the splashing surf. Her laughter sounded like silver bells, mingling with the waves and rippling across the beach.
At that moment, she was no longer Aurelia, while he was not Leopold. They were an ordinary couple, reveling in their simple and peaceful lives.
After their playful frolic in the surf, they settled onto loungers under a beach umbrella. Aurelia cradled a large coconut in her arms, taking a long sip. "I think the happiest people in the world must be those who achieve financial freedom without losing themselves," she mused.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLeopold ran his hand through her hair, a gentle gesture. "Once you've reached financial freedom, you're hardly ordinary. Human desire is endless. Those who can be content with what they have are rare." "You're right," Aurelia conceded, pouting slightly. With money comes the desire for power, and with money and power, the craving for beauty follows. It's the reason for the world's sin.
As they were talking, a group of girls approached, seemingly on their way to a party. Two figures looked familiar to Aurelia, and she caught her breath.
It was Beverley and Marianne.
The world of Elysium wasn't small, yet it seemed too easy to bump into acquaintances.
Leopold touched his forehead, pretending not to notice.
However, with few people on the beach, Beverley saw them almost immediately. To be precise, she spotted Guardian Leopold.
She was shocked. "Isn't that Peter, Aurelia's bodyguard?" Leopold, known to Beverley as Peter, might have been fooling around behind his sugar mummy's back. The idea was intolerable to Beverley's straightforward and fiery temperament.
She marched over, her gaze piercing as she looked at Guardian Leopold with an interrogative air. "Aren't you Aurelia's bodyguard, Peter? What a coincidence to see you here! Are you on holiday? Not looking out for Aurelia today?" Her questions hit like rapid gunfire.
Guardian Leopold replied calmly, "Mrs. Stirling has the day off, so she gaveone as well." Aurelia was speechless by the side, sensing the hostility in Beverley's tone.
Beverley's eyes scrutinized Aurelia, taking in her appearance.
"Even though the woman is attractive, she doesn't hold a candle to Aurelia," thought Beverley.
"Peter, is this your girlfriend?" Beverley prodded.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGuardian Leopold's arm wrapped around Aurelia's shoulders. "This is my wife," he stated firmly.
Aurelia choked, wondering if the display of affection was necessary, but she said nothing, only offering a faint smile.
Beverley's world shook with the revelation. The toy boy was married! Yet he was flirting with Aurelia, having been caught in a compromising situation that seemed far too intimate.
"Does Aurelia know you're married?" Beverley asked, her voice tight.
Guardian Leopold responded casually, "Mrs. Stirling never inquires into my private matters." Beverley's mind churned with turmoil. How could Aurelia be so oblivious, not knowing if her bodyguard was married before taking him under her wing? Perhaps Leopold had confused her so much that she sought to retaliate with this act of rebellion.
Marianne caught up with them, tapping Beverley on the shoulder. "Beverley, we're heading into the sea. Are you coming?" "Oh," Beverley replied, a plan forming in her mind. She would have to speak with Aurelia later and spill the beans about the marriage of her toy boy.
With a huff, she walked away.
Watching Beverley's retreating figure, Aurelia stuck out her tongue. "What do you think that girl's stewing over now?" "Who cares? Let her do her thing. We'll do ours," Leopold said indifferently.
He would be more than happy and grateful as long as Beverley wasn't plotting behind his back.
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