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.

that

Never

didn't expect to see me here, but here we are. I came here

you come here to look for me?" Xyla's eyes were full of

that day... We're here to find you. Ah, he's there!" As Daisy spoke, she

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

like a Eurasia, with typical European features and

hair was neatly parted in three-seventh, and his

The light blue scarf around his neck had perfectly set

and elegant at the same

people around him were all resounding

of them were working for presidents from all

and steady

first glance that he had a

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