Chapter 322 A Bedtime Story

Ziana looked at him quietly.

Boris sat there, smiling casually, with dark hair, brown eyes, and a high nose. His facial features were more sharp and charming under the light.

The elegant black suit fit him well. He had a great body figure with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, looking good in everything.

When she was looking at him, his gaze was fixed on her.

Ziana cared nothing tor his gaze and responded to his words, “Will you answer whatever I ask?”

Boris said in a languid tone, his eyes becoming more casual, “Try one.”

Ziana gave him a blank look on hearing that and said, “Don’t give me that.”

Boris raised his eyebrows, leaned back on the chair, and answered frankly, “It depends on what you ask.”

Ziana was actually a little hesitant.

She thought of the recording on the phone.

In the recording, the conversation between Max and Yudel confused her.

They said that Boris was investigating something which seemed to be related to her.

So what was the matter?

Why was everyone hiding it from her?

It would be okay if Ziana didn’t know they had a secret. But once she becomes suspicious, the more they hid it, the

more she wanted to know.

However, all her family never said a word.

Ziana was very aware of the tricks of Max and Yudel. If they wanted to hide her intentionally, she wouldn’t be able to

find out.

Since they planned to keep it a secret, she had to investigate in private.

that she couldn’t use the contacts and resources from home.

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the problem was that the family members would soon notice

could check a family like

family, they would track her down to discover her, and

learn that

start with him.

Boris

asked him, would he

he tell Max about today’s conversation?

guessed her intention,

lot of thoughts ran through Ziana’s head, and her expression also kept changing

moment, she frowned, and the next, she glanced at him, then tensed up her face

and pondered.

second, his big hand

back to her senses and

her carefully, rubbed between her

him in a roundabout way,

Boris sounded generous. “Stretch

and asked, “My hand?”

“Yes.”

hand?” she asked curiously.

his eyes on her hand,

her hand in front of him, palm up,

palm prints were clear, and the

was this hand that was tightly held by

are you

long arms, and took out a wet tissue to wipe

Ziana glanced over and asked, “Where is it dirty?”

before feeding Ewen to eat fruit purée, she had washed her

answering her question, “I talked a lot with Mr. Scott today. He mentioned our marriage and mentioned that your horse was frightened, and I saved you. I can repeat it to you if you want to hear the details, but I may not

Ziana flatly. Honestly, none of his words was

“Why did you go to that

visit,” Boris answered

Lillian said you went in the morning and came out in the

about me?” Boris looked at her with

her eyes

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