Chapter 4 She’s Crazy
Kelly’s POV
I was stunned for a second when I saw the man. He was cold, and scarier than Cliff
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But he was very handsome. His chisel–shaped jaws made him look like he had been sculpted personally by the maker.
Had it not been for my situation at the time, one look at him and I would have gone weak on the knees.
I wiped away my tears and looked back at him. “Pepper and milk make the best combination,” I said in a hushed voice.
I wasn’t sure if that was the secret phrase. No one had said anything about a secret phrase. I just said the first thing that my dad would joke about frequently.
Drake, as I learned his name was, immediately choked on his saliva, while Tony’s eyes creased a little.
“She’s crazy,” Drake said and burst out laughing. “Are you sure she called you?”
“Help her to the car. Tony replied coldly and walked away.
Drake was shocked. “What? Boss, we can’t! What if she is…
He stopped talking when he saw my situation. “Forget it,” he said and helped me up. “He pities people a lot. We’ll take you in. but you’ll have to leave soon.”
Tony’s POV
“How is she?” I asked, my expression not changing even once.
Drake shrugged. “She hasn’t slept at all. She is just there, staring out of the window,” he said.
I sipped at my coffee as I watched the girl practicing ballet at a distance. She was beautiful and slender. Her long black hair danced around, in line with her movements.
She looked in our watching direction and smiled. Of course, everyone knew that she was sweet. She was kind and most people loved her. After all, she was Master’s daughter. Master was their hero
When I picked her up a few months ago, she was young, beautiful, and charming. Apart from her sadness at that time, everything else about her was very bright.
Everyone thought that I cared deeply about her. Of course, I made sure she got everything she wanted. I had kept her safe.
After all, she was the daughter of the man that I respected so much. Her father was my mentor, my pillar, my hope and he was the only person I looked up to as I grew up.
My brows creased again when I looked at Maya. “What do you think?” I asked.
“Um. she dances so well,” Drake said awkwardly. “Master would be so happy
“Not that.” I interrupted. I was no longer looking at the girl. I was looking far into the distance, a lot running through my
head.
“What then?” Drake asked in confusion.
I looked at Drake with a serious expression. Who is the real daughter?”
Drake widened his eyes in shock. “Boss? What do you mean? Maya is here! That new girl could just be a mole planted by the enemy.” he paused and rubbed his cheek with sadness.
“I mean, she should have called you earlier if she was the master’s daughter.”
I was silent for a while before nodding my head. “Mh, I’ll go in and have a word with her. I want to
know who she is.”
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