"She?" Daniel paused and chuckled. "She's not a relative of mine. She's my aunt's student."

"Anya..." Maisie pronounced her name, tracing the photo with her fingertips and couldn't help but smile. "She's really beautiful."

Daniel hurriedly said, "You're beautiful too."

Maisie pushed him lightly, looking coy. "She's your aunt's student, so is she also a playwright?"

"Yes," Daniel explained, "I know very little about her, but I've heard she was a talented writer and playwright. However, she kept a low profile, maintained a mysterious persona to the outside world, and hadn't produced many works. Hence, very few people know this name."

"Does she still write books?" Maisie asked curiously.

Daniel shook his head and replied, "She was troubled by love later on and seemed quite distressed over a man. My aunt was disappointed in her and never contacted her again."

"And then?"

Daniel drew Maisie close, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. "I don't know about her, actually. You can ask my

before she lowered her

and caressed her face. "Speaking of which, I want to find a suitable opportunity to introduce you

looked a bit fearful, her gaze

my mom, even closer than my mom. You know, my

this position, many in the Quimby Group were watching me closely. It was my aunt and uncle who

but I must bring you before my aunt and uncle, to my

understanding. Daniel's aunt would be her

Aunt Whitney... easy

"What if she isn't?"

her lip gently. "I'll try hard to make her like me." Daniel countered, "In a big family like this, the relationship between a

hesitate,

Daniel a

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