A girl was standing right in front of Xyla Quest. Her long black hair was styled into two low braids. There was a tiny daisy hairpin above her right ear, matching well with her Korean bangs. She was wearing a snow-white nightgown with a pair of silver ballet flats.

Joy was written all over her mixed-race face. Her pair of black watery eyes were sparkling with delight.

She was Daisy Cox.

She was the girl Xyla met at Kingstell International Exhibition Hall a few days ago.

She looked radiant today.

Her anxiety and panic that day had completely vanished. There were two delicate dimples near the corners of her mouth as she smiled.

Her eyes were clean and clear. Her face was young and youthful. She looked very much like a gentle, adorable little princess.

Though her dimples were not alcohol, Xyla felt like she was getting drunk by looking at it.

"It's me, Miss." Daisy smiled.

here. How's that young man? Is he okay now?"

thought she would only meet Daisy once in her life. Never in her life had she imagined that she would encounter

expect to see me here, but here we

look for me?" Xyla's

mean the 'young man' you saved that day... We're here to find you. Ah, he's there!" As Daisy spoke, she pointed at the handsome guy talking to a blonde older man not far

him. He looked totally different from the day he suffered from sodium

a Eurasia, with typical European features and skin tone but black hair and

black hair was neatly parted in three-seventh, and his

was wearing a black suit with a white t-shirt inside. The light blue

and elegant

were all resounding

for presidents from all over

was calm and steady as he communicated

glance that he had a powerful

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