Luke glanced at Skye's right hand, which was on the table. He was subconsciously turning a knife around.
He shook his head. "I've always had a steady female friend."
The knife paused, and Skye looked surprised. "Who is she?"
At that moment, she almost split open. There's really such a person?
After Skye met Luke, she went to college, joined PDD, and was promoted to the Righteous Alliance. Her journey had been too smooth.
When she joined PDD as a temporary worker, Luke had said that he had helped her find the job, which meant that he was at least connected to PDD.
Everyone's identity and information in the Righteous Alliance were absolutely confidential, and it was forbidden to ask each other about their relationships.
For example, "Blacksmith" and "Lady of Death" were together, and "Lady of Death"'s daughter was the "Silent Warlock" from Ursa Minor. These couldn't be found in the Righteous Alliance's intelligence database.
As for Luke, his family relationship was very clear on the surface, but his "girlfriend" wasn't in the intelligence database, which meant that this "girlfriend" was probably not ordinary.
Luke shook his head with a smile. "That's confidential. Also, it's not her, it's them."
Skye's hand shook, and the knife was spun off the table and landed on the floor with a clang.
Her eyes widened as she looked at the calm person opposite her, and she suddenly felt a little flustered.
Although this was a common answer for rich men, she never thought it would happen to him.
She was stunned for a moment, and it was only when the waiter helped her replace the knife that Skye snapped out of her daze.
Shaking her head slightly, she tried to control her slightly chaotic emotions, and couldn't help but ask, "Then, Selina …"
Luke's expression turned into a faint smile, but he nodded. "She knows."
Crack! There was a dent in the surface of the table cloth, and a large crack appeared.
Luke sighed and waved for the waiter. He paid the bill, then said to Skye, "Let's go somewhere else to talk."
As soon as they left, a black van arrived. Four men in black suits walked into the restaurant, packed up the table, and moved it out.
The restaurant manager was about to say something when he was taken out by two men in black suits.
One of them slapped a brown paper bag on the manager's chest and said coldly, "This is compensation for the damaged table and chairs."
The manager subconsciously caught it and opened the seal to take a look. He couldn't help but reach in and stroke it a few times.
Raising his head to look at the man in black, he nodded sincerely. "Then there's no problem. We welcome you all to come again."
There were at least one or two thousand dollars in the brown paper bag, and the new table only cost two hundred dollars. The extra money was undoubtedly a "tip" for him.
Moreover, the one who handed over the money was a man in a black suit, while the other had his hand on his waist.
This action was full of danger, and the manager did not think that the person would carry a second paper bag on his waist.
To be the manager of such a high-class restaurant, it was a basic requirement to be observant.
So, he immediately made the safest choice. He took the money and watched the black van leave with a smile on his face.
On the other side, Luke and Skye got into their black SUV and drove unhurriedly east of Long Beach.
The car drove for a distance and entered a parking lot.
Luke turned off the engine and got out, and Skye followed suit.
The two strolled along the seaside road.
Looking at a fast food restaurant not far away, Luke pointed at it. "Do you remember that?"
Skye's eyes flickered. "The place where you treated me to dinner for the first time."
She then looked a little further east. Although it was covered by trees, she knew that there was a sewer entrance there.
She had once lived in that sewer for several months.
Until one day, a guy who called himself a rookie detective knocked on her iron door and brought her out of that dark memory.
After a brief silence, Luke said, "Do you know why I came to you back then?"
Skye was stumped. "Investigation?"
Luke shook his head. "No. Because I already realized that you were very special. "
Skye's heart skipped a beat, and she had an uncomfortable feeling.
Luke didn't look at her as he slowly walked forward. "It turns out that you are indeed talented."
Skye stopped and bit her lip as she glared at his back.
Luke also stopped and turned around. "So, you don't have to thank me. After all, my goal isn't simple."
Skye's eyes were a little sore again, but she tried to take a few deep breaths. "You're saying that to prove that helping me is an investment with a purpose, right?"
Luke nodded. "You can think of it that way."
Crack! A crack appeared on the ground under Skye's feet.
The corner of Luke's mouth twitched. Even the girl was about to lose her temper!
However … it was better to get the pain over with than over. Once it started, he couldn't stop.
If he gave up halfway, it would continue to hurt next time.
Skye was a little angry and stepped forward again. "How many people like me have you invested in?"
Luke said, "Hmm, eight or ten."
Crack! Another piece of the road cracked.
This time, Skye only paused for a moment. After walking for some distance, she asked, "Do you treat them like I do?"
Luke said, "Not much …"
Crack! The road cracked again.
Luke smiled bitterly. "… Fine, there are men and women. Some are in certain departments, and some are still free."
If he attacked Skye again, a series of big cracks would probably appear on the road, and it would be very troublesome to clean up.
Skye was silent for a long time this time. She walked to the sewer where she had stayed before and stared at the dark entrance, lost in thought.
After a long time, she finally asked, "Then what is Selina?"
This time, Luke didn't answer immediately. After a long while, he said, "A partner who trusts each other."
Skye chuckled. "Partner? How long can you trust your partner? Ten years? Decades? "
Luke tilted his head and thought for a moment. "Probably … forever."
Skye turned around with a stunned expression. "Forever? Then what about your girlfriends? "
Luke shook his head. "That's another matter."
Sensing the girl's emotions, his heart finally softened. "I have reasons why I can't give up on my girlfriends. They might be in love with me, but I can only say that I have feelings for them. "
Skye was deep in thought as she quickly analyzed the information in these words.
Luke didn't mind.
He had taught her to try to stay calm in any situation.
He simply continued, "I'm a very ordinary and realistic person. Feelings between a man and a woman aren't that important to me, so I don't mind my partner knowing that I have a lot of girlfriends. Do you understand?"
Skye couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard that.
She wasn't stupid.
She had been quite uncomfortable before, because Luke had almost said, "Don't rely on me."
But now … fine, it was the same.
It just proved that it wasn't Skye who had a problem, but him.
It was just like how it was embarrassing to be rejected by a man, but it was much better if the man said that he had always been gay!
That's right, that's it! Skye emphasized in her heart.
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