Eleanor’s POVZayn observed around, trying to catch a glimpse of every person who was watching at the moment. "You are one of mom’s children, aren’t you?" Zayn pulled me back and stopped moving for a while to entertain. "I thought you’d never recognize me. Yes, I am. I am the one next to you, as the eldest child among our brothers and sisters. I’ve been wanting to meet you personally and create a bond together. Mom told me so much about you, which made me more excited to spend time with you." Unlike their mother, I can see genuine, not fake, emotion on his face. Or maybe he acts so well that I cannot even compare him to his own female parent. "Really? Are you sure that we have the same mother? As far as I know, mine does not complement me when it comes to her stories, besides mentioning that my biological father is rich. Anyways, may I know how to uhm-- address you?" "Clyde, I do not mean to offend you, but let me get straight to the point. I have no interest in knowing you or any
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