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.

How's that young man? Is he okay now?" Xyla asked

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

to see me here, but here we are. I came here for

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

Ah, he's there!" As Daisy

almost failed to recognize him. He looked totally different from the day he suffered from

was bright and energetic. He looked like a Eurasia, with typical European

was neatly parted in three-seventh,

inside. The light blue scarf around his

looked extremely hot and elegant at the same

him were all

them were working for

guy was calm and steady as

that

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