บท 920: He Is My Father

Upon feeling the palm that rested on her head for a brief moment before it disappeared, Yvonne raised her head and smiled but her father wasn't looking at her.

Therefore, she too directed her attention to the place where everyone in the Banquet Hall was now gazing.

The moment she turned in this direction, the tall man with a sturdy body wearing a royal blue attire accompanied by the dark mantle caught her eye.

The face she was extremely familiar with fell into her line of sight, causing her to feel dazed as memories of the past resurfaced in her mind.

As a child, she had run into the arms of the man with that same face, laughing and clinging to him as he carried her over his shoulders.

She could still hear the panicking voice of her mother who was reprimanding him for being reckless with the child.

The simple words of comfort he had uttered next also echoed in her mind.