Bryan White also stood up beside them, his expression slightly stiff, his face filled with complex emotions.
He stared at Crossley Gibson, her exquisite face almost identical to back then, the years hadn't touched her, still beautiful and youthful, but missing that cold arrogance and fierceness from before.
She had amnesia. Thinking of what Ose Owen told them, Bryan White felt deeply guilty, sighed, and reluctantly forced a smile.
Liam Yancey leaned back on the sofa, noticing Bryan White's expression, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"This... must be Miss Gibson, right?" Tara Summer quickly walked up to Crossley Gibson, knowing she had amnesia, she acted as though it was their first meeting, smiling as she extended her hand, "Hello, Miss Gibson, I'm Tara Summer, pleased to meet you."
Crossley Gibson looked at the beautiful and pure woman in front of her, felt her friendliness, and extended her hand as well. After a brief handshake, she spoke, "Hello, Crossley Gibson."
