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.

the contacts and resources from

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that the family members would

could check a family like

her down to discover her, and she would still be

that recording, she could learn that Boris was also investigating that

could start with him.

was Boris reliable?

asked him, would

tell Max

guessed her intention, would

short while, a lot of thoughts ran through Ziana’s head, and

her strangeness; one moment, she frowned, and the next, she glanced at him, then tensed up her

and pondered.

next second, his big hand

her senses and met

her brows with his cool fingertips, and said, “Don’t trouble

pushed his hand away and tested him in a roundabout way,

Boris sounded

blinked and asked, “My hand?”

“Yes.”

she

head, rested his eyes on her

of him, palm up, and looked at it

clear, and the veins were

hand that was tightly held by Edison just

“What are you

answer, stretched out his long arms, and took out a wet

asked, “Where is it

before feeding Ewen to eat fruit purée, she had washed

Scott today. He mentioned our marriage and mentioned that your horse was frightened, and I saved you. I can repeat it to you if

Honestly, none of his words was what she wanted

again, “Why did you go to that

Boris

all day? Lillian said you went in the morning and came

you worried about me?” Boris looked at her with

eyes

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