Take My Breath Away

As Matthew had said, five years later, Angelina was brought back to the Huo family from the welfare house. Although she didn't hold the same status as Erma, she was still regarded as almost like a biological daughter to Matthew and Erica in the eyes of everyone else in the family.

Since there was no spare room on the third floor when she came, she had to stay on the second. However, afraid that she would be scared and all alone in there, Boswell and Damian told Matthew that they would move their rooms from the third to the second floor to make her company.

As time went by, Damian became a well-known pianist described as the prince of the piano by his fans. While he was still studying, he participated in several piano performances and graduated from the school of music when he was only twenty-two years old.

Most of the time, his family would only hear from the young pianist through the TV.

After he had gone abroad at the age of twenty-two, he had been living there for five years now. For some reason, he hadn't returned home in these past five years.

When he was twenty-seven years old, Erica gave him an ultimatum. She said she would break off all relations with him if he didn't show up at home for Angelina's birthday that year. Damian then took the first plane to Y City, and once he landed, he hurried back to the Huo family's house.

It was Angelina's birthday, and the first time in years that Damian was coming back from abroad, so the Huo family decided to organize a dinner at home.

Therefore, the servants had spent the entire day decorating the first floor for the party. In the end, there were even balloons with the words "Happy Birthday Angelina" hanging from the living room ceiling.

By dinner time, almost everyone was on the villa's ground floor, except the two girls upstairs and Damian, who hadn't come home yet.

At last, the prince of the piano walked into the living room. He hugged every family member present and then asked in confusion, "Where are Erma and Angelina?"

"Damian! I am here!" A crisp sound came down the stairs.

Soon, two girls hand in hand showed up at the corner of the staircase.

Erma wanted to run downstairs and give her brother a hug, but considering the girl around her, she gave up the idea temporarily. She said out loud, "Ha-ha, look at Angelina's makeup. Haven't I outdone myself again?"

Immediately, everyone's eyes fell on the girl next to Erma. Besides the exquisite makeup Erma had done on her, Angelina wore a blue starry dress with her long hair tied up into a delicate princess bun.

"Erma, I can't believe you asked Angelina to be your model again," Erica asserted helplessly.

Her youngest daughter loved to do other people's makeup and hair. Since Angelina had always been so obedient, she had become Erma's model from an early age.

Colman approached the two girls and praised Angelina exaggeratedly, "Oh, Your Highness, you're so beautiful. Erma, you're a fabulous makeup artist!"

Erma bared her teeth and raised her chin as she sai

, however, didn't make any mention to take the bag. "No, you don't have to..."

Realizing that he was about to refuse her, Angelina quickly pushed the bag into his arms and said, "I've learned how to knit. Since it's starting to get cold in the country you've been living in, I thought you could use a scarf. So I made it for you. I hope you like it, Damian! Now go to bed!"

Afraid that he would refuse her gift again, Angelina rushed out of the room before he could say anything.

However, as soon as she closed the door behind her, she ran into Boswell, who had just walked out of his room. "Angelina, are you looking for Damian?"

Startled, Angelina shook her head. "No, no. I'm just passing by."

Looking at the girl running back to her room, Boswell was confused. After all, he had seen clearly the moment she came out through Damian's door.

He intended to go downstairs to get some water, but instead, he knocked on Damian's door and opened it next. "Damian, what's going on with Angelina?" he asked in confusion.

Still standing where Angelina had just left him, Damian didn't have the time to put the bag away when his brother walked in. Nonetheless, he explained, "There was something she wanted to talk about."

"What's in your hand?" Boswell asked casually.

Damian was silent for a moment. Then he walked over to Boswell and handed him the bag. "It's a gift from Angelina."

"A gift for me?" Boswell took the handbag even more confused. "Why didn't she give it to me herself? Why did she have to do it through you?"

"Maybe... she is shy," Damian answered.

"Shy?" Boswell burst into laughter. "Why is that silly girl shy about this?"

In his eyes, Angelina had always been silly.

But now it seemed she has just outdone herself. If she wanted to give him a gift, she could just hand it to him directly. Why did she have to do it through Damian?

Damian shook his head and didn't say anything.

Boswell didn't wait for an explanation, either. He just left with the bag in his hand next.

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