"...Mr. Norton might have already given up," she said, when out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a broad and determined figure.
Caryn's eyes lit up.
Amadeus?
Hadn't Amadeus gone to McKinney with that little Yancey Family ancestor to find a doctor? How did he suddenly appear in Beijing?
As she was about to take another look, she saw the tall man seemed to be holding something in his hand.
It looked like a black backpack.
A backpack?
Caryn's delicate eyebrows furrowed, her mind unable to make sense of it.
Why would Amadeus be carrying a backpack?
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a slender, tall figure behind the man, looking down, seemingly playing with a phone, topped with a Duckbill Cap, obscuring the face, only the curve of a jawline was visible from afar.
The skin was very white.
Unbelievably white.
As white as milk.