His eyes fell on her forehead and eyebrows while all he heard was her chattering voice. While cutting the steak, the corner of Frederick's lips raised a little unconsciously. "Can you stop being so fussy? I don't even complain about you. Your body is as hard as a rock and there is also hair on your legs..." He recalled a past memory. "Ally..."

Lost in thought, he called out her name softly and gently without realizing it.

All of Winters' movements stopped abruptly. She blinked while looking at him, "Mr. Clements, are you calling me?"

Suddenly, Frederick's eyes fell on her attractive eyes again. Her eyes looked a lot like Alicia's. Except for the slightly wider eyelids which were obviously done by surgery, her eyes were really like hers! Even the way she ate and talked was somewhat similar!

It was a pity that her voice was not pleasant. Her movements were not modest and her words were not as lovely as Ally's. Instead, it sounded more like endless nagging.

Even so, it was better than nothing!

Once again, his gaze fell on her eyes. Frederick put down the knife and fork, picked up the red wine on one side and took a few sips.

"Mr. Clements, am I being too talkative?" She asked.

He picked up the knife and fork again and said, "No, I like listening to you! Your eyebrows will look better if you trim it thinner!"

It would also be more like his Ally, a little bit more gentle, and less sharp.

"Really? Then I'll draw them thinner tomorrow!"

With a happy mood, the woman continued to eat. She ate not the steak, but more of the vegetable salad on the side. The woman began to talk about all kinds of things again but Frederick only focused on her eyes and did not listen to a word she said...

At this time, in the room at the Heaven Star Clubhouse, Alicia was sitting on the sofa by the window. Looking at the moonlight outside the window, her eyes were filled with longing, loneliness, and sadness. She missed her aunt and her parents, and also

missed him!

Suddenly, her eyes turned red. If there was no accident and all these messy things, if her aunt was still alive and she had met her brother again, her life would really have no regrets!

of this, she would be in his

this moment. Was he thinking about her

Would he miss her?

day of the fire. The image in the

a little annoyed for no reason. She jumped off the sofa and paced

was Danica! But how could he? Could it be that all the things she

was just for a

so rich. He could have just found a surrogate mother easily.

What was the problem?

and looked at the moonlight outside of the window. Staring at the iron grill on the window, there was a distance between the two of

also

temporary parting could let her see his attitude and thoughts more clearly! That's right, she couldn't hurry back to

as long as she could endure until she regained her freedom, then no matter if it was a surprise or

body and was about to take a shower and have a rest when there was a sudden knock on the door. "Miss Swift, are you asleep?"

matter?" When she walked to the door, she saw a

me to invite you over! He said that he has prepared a surprise for you. He is waiting for you in the private room on the second floor!" The waiter informed her. "Oh, then wait for me

fine! Mr. Nick says that you need to be there in ten minutes. He still

not too transparent, it was so loose that it made her look messy. Plus, she was still wearing slippers and her face was not washed. Her hair was also not combed. It was too inappropriate to meet people while

the reaction of the waiter who seemed to bow his head with a guilty conscience.

Nicholas would take

and take her to

late at night and talking about a surprise was indeed unusual. After thinking for a while, she thought that it was likely to be Logan. Here, no one would dare to mess with her, with him being

go right away after putting on

she grabbed a coat just in case. She checked the equipment and thought quickly. She had to find a way

opened the door, she covered her stomach and

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