Aiden Shaw had already seated himself, his long fingers playing with the teacup lid, lost in thought, revealing no emotion.
Jesse Rivers, however, felt nervous on behalf of Tiana Thorne.
Maxim Ford's gaze fell on her peach-pink lips, a feeling of déjà vu intensifying.
Once, somewhere, he had seen them before.
He put his hand down, "I am."
His voice was still as soothing and pleasant as a cup of light tea.
Looking at his appearance, Tiana Thorne suddenly felt more confident in regaining her original beauty.
They were from the same mother; if her brother was this handsome, how different could she be as his sister?
Even though Tiana Thorne tried to hide it well, Maxim Ford still sensed the heat deep within her eyes.
As if he was someone she had admired for many years.
Maxim Ford frowned, "Is there something you want?"
