063, Curse

At 8:09 AM, the intensity of the rain lessened.

A black Cayenne was parked outside the door of the psychological counseling clinic.

Alex, wearing a black Cheriti slip dress, perfectly outlined her slender figure. However, what caught the eyes the most were her long, straight, and well-proportioned legs, with skin so fair that it stirred desires.

She stood in the misty drizzle, holding an umbrella, opposite Du Wei, whose eyes betrayed a hint of surprise.

As was his habit, he entered Spirit Vision to confirm there was nothing unusual about Alex before he breathed a sigh of relief.

He asked, "How long have you been waiting?"

Just now, he had planned to go to Berson Auction House to investigate matters relating to the Antique Clock and the Golden Brooch, but just as he closed the door, he happened to run into a smiling Alex.

It had to be said that her dress for the day was indeed eye-catching, and even someone as aloof as Du Wei couldn't help but take a few extra glances.