"Didn't my dad already agree?"
"Yes, but I still need your permission."
Zayla asked, "Is there anything else you, Lincoln, dare not do?"
"There wasn't before, but now..."
Lincoln stopped abruptly, looking at her with deep eyes.
His eyes were too deep to be fathomable, making one lose.
Zayla didn't know what was wrong with her so she agreed.
Lincoln smiled with satisfaction after getting her approval.
He thought he would meet Zayla's father, his future father-in-law, sooner or later.
Looking at his handsome face, Zayla had the sense that under his unreadable expression, there were hidden thoughts that she didn't know...
But if she knew Lincoln was thinking about going to meet her father as the future son-in-law, she would probably be so angry that she felt like hitting him again!
Zayla looked at the main road of the city with people streaming across the street.