This was the first time Lucas Walker had heard the Duchess speak so earnestly about her father.
Thinking of the man who resembled him, he naturally asked, "Who was that man?"
"I don't know who he was," the Duchess shook her head gently, "but I remember his face, as soon as I see him, I will know it's him!"
The person who had taken away her beloved, she had always remembered and always hated.
The horse grazing on the grassland nearby suddenly lifted its face and let out a long neigh.
Hearing its call, the Duchess and Lucas Walker both turned their gaze and noticed the old butler and Ivana Bennett approaching in an electric cart, with the Duchess's aggressive air softening and a smile reemerging on her face.
"When are you two planning to get married?"
