Chapter 961 Their First Meeting


    Chapter 961 Their First Meeting


    Salem and Una quickly turned their heads to the woman who was crouching beside them and talking to


    them. They recognized her as thest performer on stage just now. She was smiling at them in a


    friendly way, but Salem and Una had never interacted with strangers before. Salem could barely hide


    his emotions since he was five years old, but Una immediately hid behind her brother when she saw


    Besse.


    Salem yed the role of a protective older brother for Una. He politely said to Besse, "Thank you."


    "You''re wee." Besse put the pink cake into a te and handed it to Salem.


    Salem took it and thanked her again.


    "Is there anything else you want to eat? I can get it for you both." Besse smiled.


    She noticed this cute little pair from far away. When she met them at the restaurant a few days ago,


    they attracted her attention because they were so adorable-looking. Designers would always find


    beauty in the mundane, or perhaps it was even more than that.


    She even felt some kind of warmth towards them though she didn''t usually like children very much.


    They seemed magical enough that made her want to approach them involuntarily.


    "No, thanks." Salem quickly replied while thanking her again.


    Besse gave him an indulgent pat on his head, which started as just an innocent gesture of friendliness


    towards children but then something happened when she touched his hair-there was an obvious impact


    that wasn''t just an illusion or figment of imagination.


    She tightly pursed her lips while looking at this little boy in front of her who blinked with clear big eyes


    back at hers too. Their gaze locked onto each other.


    Suddenly all kinds ofplex emotions flooded through Besse''s mind like thousands upon thousands


    of strands interwoven together, yet they nked outpletely whenever she tried thinking about what


    exactly those feelings were.


    "Besse." Behind her Doyle called out for attention with some emotion in his voice, "Howe you


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    disappeared again?"


    To Doyle, it seemed like she always vanished without warning sometimes. Indeed sometimes she did


    disappear for quite some time because during those moments alone was when she would go feel this


    world around herself. She wanted nothing more than to find back memories about herself.


    "I just happened to see two kids here so I helped bring over some pastries for them." Exined she.


    Doyle nced at the two children, showing no emotion. Besse was also paying attention to Doyle''s


    expression and wondering if everyone would react strangely to the kids. It seemed like she was


    overthinking things.


    "Do you want me to take you back to your mom and dad?" Besse asked them, assuming that Manuel


    and Susan were their parents.


    "We don''t have a mom..." Una began but Salem quickly covered her mouth.


    Besse looked at them while Salem politely replied, "Thank you, we can go back by ourselves."


    "Okay." Besse smiled and nodded as she watched the little boy lead the little girl away. She felt a


    twinge of sadness as they left and couldn''t help but feel sorry for the responsible young boy.


    "Besse," Doyle called out to her, "do you know those kids?"


    He noticed that Besse had a different reaction towards them than he did.


    "I met them on my first day in Northfield. They were just so cute I couldn''t help but like them." Besse


    casually exined.


    "We should have one too! And if one isn''t enough we''ll have two or three..." Doyle started nning their


    future family size seriously.


    Besse was wordless for a moment.


    "Doyle." Her eyes suddenly flickered with movement as she saw two unfamiliar men approaching them


    from afar.


    Doyle noticed them too and leaned closer to whisper in her ear, "That''s Commander, Oscar Wells from


    Northfield with his Chief of Staff, Theodore Wold."


    Besse nodded slightly while Doyle stood up straighter next to her. However, Oscar had already seen


    their interaction earlier without showing any signs of surprise or suspicion on his face yet.


    "Commander Oscar, nice to meet you." Doyle took the initiative by stepping forward for a handshake


    greeting when they arrived near him.


    "Nice to meet you, Doyle." Oscar extended his hand outwards towards him.


    "I''m honoured to have you attending Karami''sunch event today, I''m very happy." Began Doyle.


    In frontpany, Doyle would be a serious, decent gentleman, who was different from usual.


    "We''re honoured that Karami, as one of the world''s top brands, has chosen the Capital as its location


    for the event this time around. It''s truly an exciting moment." Said Oscar.


    At that moment, Oscar''s eyes inadvertently drifted towards Besse, who was standing next to Doyle. Up


    close, her unfamiliar features made him feel a little disappointed. But as he looked at her, she felt his


    gaze and their eyes met.


    Oscar''s heart skipped a beat. People could change in many ways but their eyes and gaze remained


    the same. That familiar feeling didn''t change either.


    Oscar''s emotions were fluctuating again when Theodore interrupted him with a touch on the shoulder.


    "Oscar," he said.


    Was he staring so tantly at someone else''s fiancée?


    Oscar turned his head to face Theodore and controlled his emotions before saying, "I apologize for my


    rudeness; I just thought Miss Besse looked familiar."


    "Is that so?" Doyle chuckled but there was an air of caution in his smile, "This is Miss Besse''s first time


    in Northfield. She had never been here before. You must have mistaken her for someone else."


    "I suppose you''re right." Oscar agreed.


    "I heard Commander had important business to discuss with me?" Doyle redirected the conversation


    while holding onto Besse''s hand as if asserting dominance over her.


    "In regards to our country''s import-export trade, I hope we can talk privately, Prince Doyle," Oscar said


    calmly while watching them hold hands intently.


    "That is not within my area of expertise." Doyle refused directly without trying to make excuses or


    evade responsibility, "I am not Jolencami''s heir. I''m afraid I am powerless."


    Doyle wasn''t just making excuses though. What he said was true.


    "If that is the case, I won''t trouble you any further," Oscar replied politely


    "Thank you." Said Doyle.


    He let go of Besse and hugged her waist instead saying, "Commander, enjoy. I''ll take Besse over


    there."


    Besse nced at Doyle briefly but did not refuse his embrace either way.


    Before leaving with them, Oscar nodded slightly while still looking at the hand which held onto Bessie


    tightly.


    "Prince Doyle," Oscar stopped him.


    Doyle turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?"


    "Since you came all this way to Northfield," said Oscar smilingly, "I''d like to extend some hospitality."