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?

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

alright. Well, you didn't expect to see me here, but here we are. I came here for you today," Daisy

come here to look for

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

different from the

energetic. He looked like a Eurasia, with typical European features and skin tone but black

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

suit with a white t-shirt inside. The light

hot and elegant

were all resounding dignitaries in

for presidents from all over the

and steady as he communicated

first glance that he had a powerful family

actually a big shot. sᴇaʀᴄh

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