Out of the crowd, a beautiful lady with long black hair cascading down her waist, walked over. She had a composed charm around her that reflected her noble background.
Her cold gaze swept through the crowd and rested on Linda Beazell, who was already looking for a hole to hide in from embarrassment.
A gasp escaped Kathleen's mouth. 'Godmother, why was she here today?'
She walked to where Kathleen was standing and smiled gently at her. "You look so stunning today, dear."
"But I'm not happy with you. You ran off without even informing me the last time you came to Los Angeles. Am I that unimportant to you?" Elizabeth Harper, complained.
Yes, she was Kathleen's godmother, the same woman who had survived the plane crash with Kathleen, who had helped her and taken her in during her pregnancy before reuniting Kathleen with her biological parents with the help of Professor Gaius.
