chapter lxxvii.

Somebody called my father's name.

"Who is that lovely young lady with you, Kenjie?"

A good looking man with silver hair, the same age as Papa asked, then looked at me.

I turn my gaze and roam around. I unconsciously grab my father's suit.

Papa looks at me with a worried face, but he remained calm.

"Oh, this is my second daughter, Nana. Mr. Tashiko," Papa answered, patting my back, introducing me to the newcomer.

I give the man a
small smile.

"Good evening, sir!"

"Oh! The youngest one. It's my first time to see your youngest daughter. It's a good thing you let her attend this kind of event," then, he turned to me," I bet you are alone. You can talk and get along. He is at your age."

"You mean, Kaito? How's is that kid? I heard he was just coming back from abroad!"

Mama asked.

"Yeah, yeah. That kid! He is so stubborn! Oh, well. It's a good thing he went home after five years. I wanted to train him on how to handle our business. But, that punk didn't have any interest at all!"

"Hahaha, that's how kids nowadays. Give him more time!"

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