“You will meet her when the right time comes.”
Wait, what??? When the right time comes? Why do I need to wait for the right time just to meet a guest in our house? Is she some sort of celebrity or a high profiled individual? Or is she some sort of relative that I will share the inheritance with? Or some sort of secret bloodline that grandpa used to have during his younger years? Dozens of absurd thoughts clouding Liam’s mind.
Mr. Moon looked at him through the rear mirror and he smirked at his reaction. He looks so funny with those furrowed brows and tilted head as he kept thinking about it. Liam might have change for the past few years but this innocent side of him never changed. He will always have this cute little side of him that only the closest persons in his life will recognize.
