For someone who seemed unbothered by people, she would stand up for her friends when they needed her just the way she stood up for Ivy.
Daisy Chen was a great mother, friend, daughter, sister, and the most beautiful woman.
And Ryle knew he could not count his blessings with one hand if he wanted to calculate all of them that led him to her.
She was a blessing to him and she was telling him he was great.
He found it rather funny but he had no intentions of correcting her. Whatever made her happy.
He pulled her in his arms, "They had retrieved my grandparents' body but my sister's body was never there."
Daisy looked up at him, "So, you didn't let the hope die."
"I have faith, Daze. I never stopped believing that she is alive. Somewhere out there, she is alive and well, unaware that she has a brother who is looking for her," Ryle sighed. It was like an instinct, like a faith that came from within.
"So, the drug cartel…"
