“Oh Leonica, you did wonderful!” Cassandra exclaimed the moment she laid her eyes on her daughter for the first time in two days. “You handled those reporters like a true Romero.”
“Thank you mother,” Leonica soaked in her mother’s praise, pulling her into a tight hug before facing her father. “Hi dad.”
“Leonica,” Benjamin walked up to his daughter, placing his hand on her shoulder and giving it a gentle squeeze. “I’m sorry for having put you through something like this.”
Shaking her head, she offered him a smile. “Don’t be dad. And besides, I choose to handle the press conference, it’s the least I can do during this situation.”
Hearing her words, Benjamin couldn’t help but mirror his daughter’s smile. “Thank you.”
“What’s family for. Shall we?” She pointed towards the door which led to a hallway leading to the main Hall where the party was being held.
As they walked, Leonica asked. “How’s Irene fitting in?”