Afraid the dream would vanish if she hesitated, Alicia signed her name in a rush.
"This house... it's really mine?" she asked again, still uncertain.
"Yes, it is." Felix nodded, reassuring her.
Alicia glanced at Wilma, the housekeeper bustling in the kitchen, already plotting how she'd make sure to keep Wilma when it came time for the divorceâand for once, she didn't feel guilty about it.
"If you don't have any other concerns, just sign the contract," Felix continued. "Once Mr. Lynch wraps up his work, he'll return to Seaview City to register the marriage with you." With that, he led Alicia through the walk-in closet and the jewelry room. "During your marriage, all of Mr. Lynch's jewelry and art collections here in Seaview City and Harboridge City are at your disposal. He's quite generousâif you find something you love, you can negotiate to keep it during the divorce."
Felix was already giving her tips on how to get the most out of the arrangement.
Alicia gave an awkward little laugh. She wasn't greedyâtruly, she wasn't.
Felix finished the introductions, made sure she had no more questions, and once she'd signed the contract, he took his leave.
He had barely gone when Alicia's phone buzzed. She hadn't even finished exploring the villa before Tyrone's face appeared on her screen in a video call.
"Did Felix explain everything?" The sunlight behind Tyrone was bright, a stark contrast to the gray, overcast day in Seaview City.
Seeing him still made Alicia nervous. "Mr. Lynch..."
"When it's just us, you can call me Tyrone." He smiled, looking surprisingly relaxed. His hair was tousled, and for the first time, he looked his ageâ
maybe even younger.
He really wasn't much older than Alicia, but successful men always seemed to prefer presenting themselves as composed and mature.
"TyâTyrone." Alicia stumbled over his name, feeling guilty for addressing her benefactor so informally. "Is there... anything you need me to do?"
"I'll be back in Seaview City next week. We'll register our marriage, then I'll need you to come with me to Harboridge City to meet my grandfather.
After that, you're free to return to school and focus on your study abroad plans. If anything else comes up, I'll let you know." Tyrone paused, thinking.
"For now, just rest and don't worry about anything else."
Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent)
ï¤Chapter 42 Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse "Okay!" Alicia nodded quickly.
"The spot for your studies abroadâI've secured it for you. Your future advisor was impressed by your design portfolio and agreed to admit you ahead of the usual process."
Alicia froze for a moment. Deep down, she'd hoped to reclaim the opportunity herself. Still, she wasn't the type to be stubborn about it. Tyrone had helped her, and she was genuinely grateful. "Thank you, Mr. Lynchâno, Tyrone."
He smiled again. "You just got out of the hospital. Focus on recovering. My lawyers will handle everything with Henry."
Alicia hesitated, thinking of the orphanage where she grew up. She opened her mouth, unsure how to bring it up. Tyrone had already done so much for her.
"Is there something else you want to say?" Tyrone asked, perceptive as ever.
Alicia took a breath and spoke up. "Tyrone, the orphanage that raised me... It's about to be demolished. Without funds for rebuilding, it'll have to close. I was wondering... could I have an advance on my allowance for next year? I know it's a lot to ask..."
Thirty million. She hadn't even married Tyrone yet and was already asking for that much.
"No," Tyrone said, his tone firm.
Alicia's face fell. She lowered her eyes, embarrassed. "I'm sorry..."
She knew she was pushing her luck.
"Alicia, stop apologizing. You haven't done anything wrong." Tyrone met her gaze, his voice kind but resolute. "Lynch Foundation will sponsor the orphanage directly, so you won't need to dip into your own allowance."
Alicia sat frozen, her thoughts a tangled messâgratitude, relief, and something she couldn't quite name.
ï¤Chapter 760 - 756: Encountering a Man with Evil Intentions