Chapter 1253

Yanni was only concerned about one thing—Ansley. Just as she was going to ask about the little girl's whereabouts, Keaton approached. He was dressed in a black tuxedo. Since he possessed an outstanding appearance, he stood out in the crowd.

Keaton came closer and thoughtfully draped a shawl over Yanni's shoulders. Then, he smiled slightly. “Are you finished chatting with George?”

Yanni responded softly, "Yeah." She gently grasped the shawl, inadvertently pressing her delicate fingers against Keaton's palm. At that moment, his brow relaxed, and his gaze toward Yanni was deep and intense.

They both recalled the intimacy they shared in the car. Yanni was forced to tilt her head back. Her fingers searched for a place to rest before finally settling on the man's shoulder.

However, Keaton quickly captured her hand and guided it to his face. Then, he guided her to slowly trace his chiseled features.

Keaton let Yanni's fingers linger particularly long on the bridge of his nose. The sensa