HAZEL eyes stared at Jane with fondness.
She felt a little embarrassed at the attention she received from the man in front of her.
Jane did not remember her father very much. However, the man standing before her has a huge similarity to the picture of her father that she got from Monette’s file.
With a strong likeness except that the man in front of her was older.
He might be in his late forties. There were a few white hairs spreading across his head. Compared to Jane’s pale complexion, his skin was tanned due to prolonged exposure to the sun. His body was on the lean side, too.
“Except for your brown eyes, you looked exactly like your father.”
“Thank you.”
“It’s Arthur. I am your Uncle Arthur. I’m your father’s only brother.”
The older man must not be a hugger or he knew that J
