Chapter 818 Ingrate

• Is she really nineteen years old? Alex raised his eyebrow at Lydia's frown. She doesn't seem that old at all. She appears more like an angelic-looking, beautiful doll. I thought she was around sixteen or seventeen years old, but it turns out she's nineteen. Though, after chatting with her for a while, I think I've gotten a good grasp on her personality. She's more like a cute, innocent girl and several times better than a woman like Clara. Clara is only about a year older than her since she seems to be around twenty-ish years old, but the differences in their personalities are massive.
• They chatted for a while. Unbeknownst to them, there were more and more people around them. Eventually, without either of them realizing it, they had already left that confusing corridor.
• We're finally out. Alex sighed in relief. While he took a liking to the lively and cute young woman in front of him, he still had other matters to attend to, so he bade Lydia goodbye.