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.

to see you here. How's that young man? Is he

in her life. Never in her life had she imagined that she

me here, but here we are. I came here for you today," Daisy

look for me?" Xyla's eyes were full of

and I— Erm, I mean the 'young man' you saved that day... We're here to find you. Ah, he's

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

with typical European features and skin

black hair was neatly parted in three-seventh, and

The light blue scarf around his neck had

and elegant at the same

were all resounding dignitaries in the political

were working for presidents

calm and steady as he

at first glance that he had a powerful family

actually a big shot. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt

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