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As for George, Cynthia couldn't say she disliked him, but there was an instinctive distance between them. After all, they were no longer at an age where they could play without any worries. They both carried the responsibilities of their respective families, with concerns coming from various aspects. Moreover, she was not an ignorant little girl and could sense other emotions beneath George's apparent warmth.
"Mr. Cartman, I suddenly remembered there are other matters I need to attend to. Excuse me for now," Cynthia said, a smile of apology playing on her lips.
George was momentarily taken aback. "Sure, we can continue our conversation later."
Cynthia smiled faintly, said nothing, and turned to leave. George stood there, absentmindedly watching Cynthia's retreating figure. He couldn't understand why Cynthia was so indifferent to him this time.