Chapter 204 Why Do You Think I Like Her

Donald was speechless at her praise.

The next moment, Beatrice caught up because she was worried about her daughter. Her face darkened when she saw Ysabel hugging Donald’s right arm. “Ysabel, please leave. I have something to say to Donald.”

After eyeing her mother fearfully, Ysabel shook her head.

“Go on,” Donald urged her along.

Obediently, Ysabel released her hold on his arm.

 

Beatrice sighed inwardly. She clearly values Donald over me.

“Let’s find a place to chat,” Beatrice said.

 

Although she was forty years old, she had taken great care of herself physically. She had neat short hair and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses giving her an intelligent charm. Her skin was fair, and her every move exuded elegance and maturity.

said Donald as

he returned to Rivebale Hotel and booked a

this

“I know,” Donald answered.

that she could be a piano teacher in the future. However, she had chosen to be an architectural designer, which is different from

much? That’s because she lacks fatherly love. I’m older than her by seven years. When I first met her, she was seventeen. She was at an age where one’s concept

“Why do you

finishing his sentence, he got up and left, not feeling the need to entertain

she

Bang! Bang! Bang!

slammed the table several times. “How infuriating! He’s just a lowly security guard! I wonder who gave him

gave a mere security guard like you the right to

hear all that. Even if he did hear

were only nine days left

still in hiding, and

the morning, after Donald had finished his breakfast, Bradley came to him. He had dark circles

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