A massive noise cut off Eugene's words.
This familiar sense of being unable to speak at a critical moment once again dragged his memory back to five days earlier.
Back then, the girl had entered bathed in light; her approach unhurried, her gaze cold and sharp as knives.
It suffocated one to the point of breathlessness.
Eugene's smile stiffened. Turning around, sure enough, he saw the girl's figure again.
She appeared as if she had just woken up, with mist still lingering on her eyelashes.
The clothes she wore weren't from any luxury brand or custom-made but rather ordinary homewear.
She seemed to lack any grooming whatsoever.
The CEO of DK Corporation slightly frowned, but said nothing, still lounging casually in his chair.
Naturally, a Daughter of Wealth and Nobility raised by a wealthy family in Shanghai City wouldn't be so rash. No wonder, she was just a foster daughter.
Though, she did have a pretty skin.
