Tiana Thorne lifted her gaze to look at him, his sharply defined and handsome face, and those eyes, surprisingly similar to hers.
"Miss Thorne?"
His slender hand gently adjusted the frame of his glasses, his voice cold and smooth with a hint of distance, seemingly somewhat displeased.
It was then that Tiana realized she had lost her focus, drew her gaze back, and smiled, alluring to the extreme, yet somehow carrying a sense of frivolity.
Yet it possessed a charm that was hard to ignore.
Tiana curved her lips and said, "Brother Maxim, do you remember the baby girl in the floral dress?"
Maxim Ford furrowed his long brows, her voice seemed to have some kind of magic, taking him back to the past.
More than twenty years ago...
In the hospital, his mother had his sister, he was very happy, she was the only sister among so many brothers.
His mother went for a checkup, letting him watch over his sister...
