"Answering a different question, are you? Fine, Zilvini. I wonder what you're up to this time.
Daniel's slender fingers tapped on the table, a faint smile playing on his lips.
During dinner, in the Scott family dining room,
Mr. Thomas had come home unusually early, and Felicity was dragging Zilvini by the hand to introduce her to her grandfather.
'Grandpa, this is my best, best, best friend—Zilvini. Grandpa, let me tell you, we're like sisters...' Felicity wrapped her arms around Mr. Thomas's arm as she spoke.
'Hahaha, look how happy my little Yan is...' Julian's sharp eyes softened when he looked at his little granddaughter. But when he looked up at Zilvini, his gaze returned to its usual sharpness.
Zilvini's heart skipped a beat, and she forced a smile at Julian. 'Mr. Thomas...'
'Your name is Zilvini Sinclair?'
'Yes...'
'Is Henry your father?'
