Chapter 32 The Wilson Family In Tayhaven

Hannah was in her usual blue and white gown that showcased her exquisite figure and highlighted her assets. A pair of black high heels accentuating her long and slender legs that were white as snow rounded off the entire outfit.

She seemed to have a penchant for wearing gowns, for she was still wearing one even when it was early autumn.

“Aren’t you cold?” Donald inquired.

Without even sparing him a single look, Hannah strode right into the lakeside restaurant. “Not really.”

Such was her character, and she wasn’t all that vivacious compared to Donald.

 

“You seem to be in a bad mood.” Only after they had entered the restaurant did she finally turn her gaze on Donald.

Donald’s expression was calm and unruffled, his emotions indiscernible from his countenance. “Not really.”

 

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of them said

found a booth and ordered a few dishes. Donald opened a bottle of red wine and filled Hannah’s glass. “Anyway, thank you

it weren’t for her superb medical skills, Grandpa would’ve probably

shook her head. “It was my responsibility as

at him and asked, “It was you who obliterated Pollerton General

channels of acquiring information than the average person. Besides,

Donald nodded

ages ago that it was his doing,

was one of the few who

direct contact with Chiliad Avion, and that could only be done by less

to do next?”

startled by her question.

does she

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