Chapter 645: Bobby Called Dad
The western restaurant at the Hilton Hotel was booked out.
Aside from the waiters bustling around, it was eerily quiet.
Emily Goldsmith was wearing a sky-blue strap jumpsuit today, her hair piled up into a high bun. It made her neck appear long, accentuating her fair skin and oozing spirit.
Now she was sitting cross-legged on a chair, looking left and right, and eventually set her wandering gaze on the man across from her, who was sitting upright and dining properly.
"Baron Lawrence."
She rested both hands on her chin, blinked her eyes, and asked bluntly.
"Has anyone ever told you that you're exceptionally handsome?"
Standing nearby, Scott Harris almost choked on his own saliva. This first young lady of the Goldsmith family was quite eccentric, voicing such questions outright and with utter seriousness. From her eyes, it could be seen that she was genuinely curious about the answer.