Chapter 1190: Also Saw Maxwell Cameron

There were no traces of tears...

Wayne Bailey dragged her hand, leading her stumbling forward.

The hotel was booked out, and the restaurant was prepared with the same firepot they had eaten several years ago.

In the Western-style restaurant, the incongruous firepot was burning hot, with a layer of spicy oil floating on top.

The steam was thick, and Anna Jadwin, staring blankly at the firepot, pinched herself hard on the thigh and laughed, "Uncle Bailey, who comes to a Western restaurant to eat firepot?"

Wayne put the vegetables into the firepot, all her favorites.

Anna Jadwin's throat tightened. Was he suspecting her because she was too kind to Leo and Ivy Bailey?

If her identity were revealed, she wouldn't be able to stay any longer. She treasured these moments and had to pretend.