Li Wei studied Adele standing before him with curiosity.
Under his gaze, Adele felt a little nervous, but she did not lower her head. Instead, she summoned her courage and looked him straight in the eye.
Then Li Wei spoke.
"Do you know me?"
"Huh?"
"The way you look at me isn't how someone looks at a stranger for the first time."
"Ah..."
Adele's heart tightened at his question. It suddenly came back to her: Li Wei was not a nobleman, but a detective. The newspapers all said that no matter how carefully a criminal hid his crimes, he could tell whether someone was guilty with a single glance, as though he could read minds.
That was far more frightening than an ordinary employer.
"You're... very famous among us."
"Very famous?"
"Yes. Many students at our school are your..."
Adele thought for a moment. The word "fan" did not yet exist in this era, leaving her unsure how to phrase it.
"Your admirers. Reports about you circulate widely at my school."
"Oh..."
Her answer caught Li Wei off guard before he realized what she meant. Of course, he knew Adele had attended a convent school for girls-in this era, girls' schools were almost invariably connected to the church. Otherwise, keeping a school attended entirely by girls running was no easy matter.
Li Wei also knew that girls her age loved following celebrities, but didn't they usually go for singers and movie stars... Oh, those didn't exist in this era yet.
That explained it.
Li Wei gathered his wandering thoughts and looked at Adele again. She was not beautiful; her looks could even be described as ordinary. But she seemed very neat and efficient, with a distinctly refined air. Her expression was also remarkably composed-not cold or expressionless, but calm and