Harry was carrying a plastic bag in one hand and holding his daughter in the other. When they walked out of the supermarket, there was a big bus to go. The mother and the son who took their son to the supermarket just now also took this car. When the little boy got in the car, he looked back at the little girl who was held by someone and thought, "What an innocent child. She is so cute." "He's gone." His mother urged. The little boy had to get in the car. "Where's my brother?" Stephanie looked around. There were cars and people everywhere. She did not notice the glass window in a big bus, which was reflecting a bright black eye, looking at her. Soon the bus drove away and blocked his line of sight. "Dad, what's that place for?" Stephanie pointed at the sugarcoated haws not far away, surrounded by a group of onlookers. She put her arms around Harry's neck and said, "Dad, I want candied haws." Harry looked up at the sky, and then looked at
"Can I see mommy?" Harry carried Stephanie into the hotel. He thought that he could see Stacy after arriving at the destination, so he asked. Harry's expression froze for a moment, and he quickly regained his composure. "She's playing hide-and-seek with us. She wants us to find her. We haven't found her yet." Stephanie pouted and said, "All right." White City was not big. In fact, it was more like a big family, a family belonging to the White family, even if it was a county. There were less than five-star hotels, but the environment, the environment, and the service were good. Boyce held Henric, who had not woken up yet, and followed by a few people to help with the luggage. "This is the best hotel in White City. There's no other way. The place is small. Don't tell me you're not used to it?" When did Harry live in such a hotel? "Isn't it very good here?" Stephanie blinked her eyes and didn't understand why Uncle Black said that. Har
Stacy looked down at the bracelet on his wrist and then smiled. "Why, do you have a special hobby? Do you like what women wear?" Thera didn't know what to say. "No..." "Then what do you want to know?" Stacy's words were sharp. If she had not seen the photo of Melissa in his study, she would not be so vigilant. This jade bracelet was given to her by Melissa, but now he asked about the origin of it, which made her have to be vigilant. She clenched her hands silently. She wondered what was the relationship between him and Melissa. "No one will put a photo of an unknown person in his study, right?" It was still placed on the table. Obviously, it was often seen. Thera put her hand on her forehead and chuckled. "Aren't you tired after thinking so much?" It was obvious that he had noticed Stacy's suspicion. "I don't know her. I just saw her photo." Thera confessed. He put the picture on the table just to test Stacy. He di
Stacy was indeed surprised. It was not because he was surprised that someone would make this dress, but because he was surprised that he could get the gauze. Stacy put the clothes into the box and asked, "I'm curious. Where did you get this kind of cloth?" "Do you like it?" Thera asked deliberately. In fact, it was he who showed up in front of Stacy on purpose. No clothing designer didn't like good cloth. He thought that Stacy was no exception. Stacy was indeed very interested, but she didn't express it directly. She lowered her head and continued to massage her ankle. Thera's eyes slowly fell on her. Her skin was white, and even her feet were the same. Her ankles were slender and her heel was pale red. In ancient times, women's feet were beautiful, so they were called slender legs. At this moment, this sentence appeared in Thera's mind. Stacy seemed to feel that a straightforward gaze was looking at her feet. She stretched out her hand and pul
The year of the White family was very lively. Even the mayor came in person. After all, he was an entrepreneur leading a part of the economy and had made a lot of contributions to the city. When the car stopped, Stacy saw a huge banner in front of the hotel. The car was parked next to it. Most of the cars were hired by Bai's staff. At this time, Thera's assistant highland jogged over, opened the door, and pushed him off the car with the driver. "The mayor has arrived." Thera nodded faintly. When he turned around, Stacy came over, and Yenon stepped aside and gave the seat to Stacy. Stacy held the wheelchair's handle and pushed him into the hotel. There was a big crystal chandelier coming down from a high place in the hall. It was crystally clear and bright, illuminating the entire hall. The backbone of the company was talking with the mayor. When they saw Thera coming, everyone consciously made way for her. Before she could make a sound, she came out
As he spoke, he glanced down the stairs inadvertently. It was so dark that it was full of heads. He frowned and looked away. "Mr. Louise." Harry turned around and saw the mayor walking toward him. He smiled and said, "I thought I was blind. Is it really you? Are you also here to attend the year of the White family?" Rachel's heart was beating fast as if she had never heard of the Hyatt's cooperation with Bai Enterprise. If Thera was young and promising, then Harry was the best among these young and talented people. Harry told his daughter that he would go back later and then hang up the phone. He put away his phone. "No." The tenderness that he had when he was talking on the phone disappeared in an instant, and his face looked like he had been used to his social interactions. The mayor stretched out his hand to him and said, "It's fate to meet here." Harry stretched out his right hand and shook hands with him. It was only a sh
Stacy could feel his heartbeat without rhythm at this moment. He wanted to ask him why he was here, but his lips opened, but he couldn't make a sound. After entering the Lou Tao Road, Harry looked back at Boyce and said, "You go back first." Boyce read the meaning of his words in a second. He didn't say anything and left. The light in the corridor was a little dim, so Stacy could clearly hear it. Bang! Bang! Bang! Her heart was beating so fast that she couldn't tell if it was her or his. "Why are you here?" Harry held her up to the stairs on the second floor. Only then did she calm down and regain her voice. Harry remained silent. Stacy looked at his face, which was brushed by the light and shadow, and asked, "Are you looking for me?" She couldn't help but tightly grasp the back of his collar, hoping that he would say it. But at the same time, she was afraid that her expectation would be disappointed. "What are you doing here?" Harr
Time stood still. Stacy stood there, swaying, as if he would fall down in the next second. Looking at her desperate eyes, Harry said word by word. "That night was me." She was shocked by Harry's words. It was as if she had been struck by an electric shock. Her mind was in a state of half-dumbness. It was like half a stake poked over there. "You... you, you... what did you say?" Suddenly, she covered her face with her hands, crying and laughing. "How could it be? How could it be you? How could it be you?" She could not believe it. How could it be possible to walk back and forth in front of the bed? Her leg accidentally hit the edge of the bed and fell down. She scratched her hair hard. "Back then, Ryan investigated for me. He said, he said... that night was a native. How could it be you?" Harry grabbed her hand as if he was hurting himself. He hooked her chin and forced her to look at him. "What did you say? Have you investigated?"