On the Gingko Square, time was passing by continuously, but Kyle Kinston seemed oblivious, standing in a corner of the square, with his head lowered, dazedly staring at the phone in his hand.
She wanted him to wait for her, but until now, she still hadn't come.
Suddenly, footsteps approached him. He looked up, and seeing the person standing in front of him, he frowned slightly.
Francine Howards.
At this moment, the person appearing in front of him turned out to be her.
"Kyle." Francine Howards smiled slightly and said, "I didn't expect you to be in such a bustling square tonight. Usually, on this day, you spend it alone in your room, not letting anyone disturb you. It seems that J City is indeed a nice place, making you change quite a bit."
"You've had someone investigate my whereabouts?" Kyle Kinston glanced around the surroundings; he didn't believe in any kind of coincidence.
