The National Director is Mr. Perfect

Seeing Lydia’s attitude, Bonita knows that this matter is probably very tricky. After all, she doesn’t even know what happened at the time, which caused the gap between the father and daughter so great, and Miles’ attitude was also excited unusual.

"I have asked someone to call, and he will come down soon."

She also knows that avoiding is not the only way now. Lydia has returned, and Miles is also the head of the Austin family anyway. Doesn't she even have the courage to face this?

Claire frowned, and asked aloud: "Where is Sister Kai'Sa for so many years?"

"Call me Lydia." Lydia's voice was faintly impatient: "I'm not Kai'Sa anymore."

Claire was surprised by her apparently resisting attitude, and then she closed her mouth and said nothing.

When Miles came out, she happened to hear her saying "Call me Lydia, I am no longer Kai'Sa".

The woman's cold voice seemed to be able to hear the shadow of her childhood. After so many years, he thought he had forgotten, in fact, it was firmly nailed to his heart.

He was shocked, and he felt a little dizzy in his head, which made him seem to be unstable.

"Myers?"

Bonita noticed that Miles was coming, and seeing that Miles seemed to be in a bad state, she stepped up and supported him worriedly: "Lydia is back, why are you coming out now?"

When Bonita helped him to come slowly, everyone in the hall focused their eyes on Miles.

Claire waved his hand slightly, causing all the servants to avoid.

He seems to be old again.

This is how Junci feels.

Comparing to the reports that I have often seen some time ago, Miles is full of spirits.

However, since Ian's matter, Miles has rarely appeared in front of the media recently. Goodbye at this time, there is no style of being the head of the house, and a closer look is already unstoppable fatigue.

His temples were completely white, only the edges and corners left by a good skin.

The tall figure began to buckle up. In a normal family, a person like Miles is already enough to enjoy life.

However, compared with Bonita's youth and the concern that appeared in her eyes, I didn't know for a moment whether it was ridiculous, or should I sigh Miles' good luck.

Even though he was bothered when he was young, someone still treats him sincerely when he is old.

Maybe it was because he almost experienced an assassination some time ago, so he is now even more vulnerable to time.

When Lydia saw Miles, the hatred in her eyes almost couldn't help gushing out.

Her palms were clenched tightly, her nails sinking into the flesh, this state made Jun Chengbai a little worried, he immediately stepped forward and held Lydia's palm, but she did not completely relax.

She fixed her eyes firmly on Miles, and seemed to want to see the appearance of the father in her memory.

Then she had to admit that even though she had been resentful for so long, seeing the way Miles looked now, she felt aggrieved to the extreme.

Her eyes were red, and she looked distressed.

The snow-white complexion formed a sharp contrast with the flushed eye sockets. The moment Miles saw Lydia, without restraining himself, his voice was a little choked: "Kasha..."

With a cry, there was still a little bit of sadness and guilt.