"Very worried about him?"

"Second brother!"

Lola Hussey first saw Hiram Bailey's face.

He was wearing a loose black shirt, talking to another man beside him, with an unlit cigarette between his fingers.

Hearing the sound, Hiram Bailey looked up.

Seeing his sister in a good mood, he put the cigarette in his pocket and prepared to open his arms to greet Lola Hussey.

However―

The man in the formal business vest next to him stepped forward, blocking his path.

Hiram Bailey: "..."

Actually, Lola Hussey stopped in her tracks, not dashing into Ethan Ainsley's embrace.

But Ethan Ainsley took the initiative to step forward, extending his arms and hugging her tightly.

The smell of fruity wood filled his breath, very pleasant.

Lola Hussey raised her head from Ethan's embrace and saw his chin and then the thin lips he had pursed.

She raised her bright smile: "Ethan Ainsley, what a coincidence."

Ethan Ainsley: "I was here waiting for you, so it's not a coincidence."

Lola Hussey: "..."