Alicia did not get to the bottom of it. She onlyforted him, "No, you look so kind. I believe you will find your daughter."

    "Thank you, youngdy," said Marshall.

    "If you don''t mind, I can visit you more often in the future." Alicia tilted her head and smiled at him.

    Marshall smiled. "Alright. Thank you. I should go home."

    Alicia quickly helped him up. "Marshall, let me send you back."

    "No need. I''ll call the driver to pick me up."

    Alicia was stunned for a moment. "Oh, then I''ll stay here with you."

    Marshall smiled. "Thank you."

    It seemed like he didn''t want to talk.

    Alicia tried to find something to say. "Marshall, where do you live? I''ll visit you next time."

    Marshall nced at her. He felt the girl was warm-hearted and didn''t want her to feel awkward, so he told her his address.

    After a while, Marshall''s driver arrived.

    Alicia watched him leave and waved her hand. "You must take good care of yourself to find your daughter as soon as possible."

    "Thank you, youngdy."

    As the car drove away, the smile on Alicia''s face gradually turned cold.

    *****

    The party ended and the guests dispersed.

    Grace leaned against the sofa and looked at Brian.

    He looked at her from afar. Their gazes were fixed on each other''s faces. For Brian, it was a silent seduction for her to look at him so intently.

    His Adam''s apple bobbed as he hurried over and scooped her up in his arms. Without another word, he started for the door.

    The driver was waiting for him outside. After they got into the car, the car quickly headed toward Tinley Hills.

    It was already one in the morning.

    Brian got out of the car and carried her horizontally. He kissed her as he walked into the vi.

    His kiss was domineering and forceful. She was breathless from the kiss, but he refused to let go. He seemed to want to take back all the kisses she owed him for the past five years.

    Brian kissed her until they got into the bedroom.

    Grace pressed her hand against his chest and took a deep breath. Brian gave her

    a second to catch her breath and pressed his lips against hers again.

    "Oh... Brian, take a shower," said Grace.

    Brian chuckled and looked at her with cloudy eyes. "Let''s do it together."

    As soon as he finished speaking, her body rose into the air. Grace gasped and

    hurriedly hooked her arms around his neck.

    In the smoky bathroom, Grace looked at Brian nervously.

    His gaze was too terrifying as if he wanted to swallow her.

    Brian could tell that she was nervous. He patiently and gently coaxed her over and over again.

    In the bathroom, the air was filled with mist. It was a passionate scene.

    *****

    Grace was wearing a bathrobe and

    the nigh

    looking at the night sky on the balcony. Brian hugged her waist from behind and rested his head on her shoulder. He sighed in

    satisfaction. "It''s so good,

    finally returned to my side. This feeling is like a dream."

    Grace leaned back slightly and pressed her cheek against him. "Yes,

    everything feels like a dream. Five

    years ago, no, it should be eight

    years ago. I didn''t even dare to

    dream of this day."

    Brian turned her body around and looked at her affectionately. "Gracey, when did

    you start to fall in love with me? Huh?"

    Grace pulled his hand away. "Who said I liked you eight years ago? I didn''t."

    "Alright, alright. I fell in love with you first." Brian chuckled. "When I first saw you, there was a strong desire telling me that I wanted to have you. Perhaps this is the most primitive form of love."