Chapter 110 You Are My Daughter

Arianna made an excuse and quickly left the small circle to cover her fast-changing expression. She went outside to stand in the chilly wind, lit a cigarette, sat on the wooden chair, and leaned on the railing. The cherry blossoms in the backyard of the hotel were falling in the wind, and her mood gradually calmed down with the cherry petals.

York came to her and broke the silence. He gently asked her, “Miss Jenkins, have we met before?”

Arianna shook her head.

“But I think you are very familiar to me. And, when you were sitting in the corner, you were watching me. I thought you knew me.”

It turned out her peeping was so obvious, or she inherited the keen sixth sense from the old man. “I read your information,” Arianna said.

The old man was a bit disappointed, “Oh, I thought... Okay then, have a good time.” Arianna smiled and said goodbye to him.