Chapter 12 BEHIND HIS COLD FACADE

FLORENCE'S POINT OF VIEW

"Please don't mind that kid. He's extremely austere most of the time."

I turned my attention to the man who's standing behind me. I think he's the same age as Aunt Carol. The gentle smile plastered between my lips is telling me that I can trust him.

My experiences from the past made me watchful and keen about the people around me... especially men. I don't go around trusting people easily.

However, the old man standing in front of me is an exception. I don't know, maybe because he reminds me of my late father.

I smiled sheepishly. "Don't sweat it, I already prepared myself for this. I just wish that my patience will be enough to bare with him."

He laughs humorously. "Good luck, then. By the way, you can call me Uncle Hector. I'm the Elizalde's family driver."

I bowed my head a little. "It's nice to meet you, Uncle Hector. You can call me Florence."