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Fabian hurried over to their table, gripping his dragon-headed cane. Raindrops glimmered on his grayhair and shoulders.
He did not look as imposing as usual, but he still looked every bit the patriarch of a prestigious family.Even more noticeable was the
hopeful look in his widened eyes.
Out of courtesy, Dalton stepped forward to greet Fabian.
However, Fabian brushed past him. He cast a gentle and almost desperate look at Wynter, surveyingher face. He spoke so quietly that his voice trembled. âLittle princess, Iâve finally found you!â
Dalton was preparing a plate for Fabian when he heard this, and his hand froze mid-air. At once,emotions flurried past Daltonâs
handsome features.