Amelia Clarke went to the restroom and changed into a woolen overcoat, wrapping a scarf around her before heading out.
The overcoat and scarf made her look young and beautiful, with a touch of fashion. Underneath, she wore a pair of pencil pants that outlined her straight and slender legs.
Amelia didn't usually wear high heels, and the little leather boots she wore had a bit of height, making her appear tall and slender. Her hair was tied into a high ponytail, a look that never changed.
Seeing the youthful and pretty girl at the hotel entrance, Owen Moreland's gaze shifted subtly.
"Have you been waiting long?" Amelia said as she sat in the driver's seat, forcefully closing the car door with her hand.
Owen gazed at her bare-faced little face for two seconds before starting the car and saying, "Just got here."
