In a teahouse in Capital City, facing two equally dignified men, Titus Zane appeared uneasy.
Jon said Abigail Zimmerman wanted to see her... and then she came, not expecting that along with Abigail there would be two men, who had been staring at her ever since she sat down...
"Nicole, don't be afraid," seeing Titus's unease, Abigail smiled and introduced, "This is your grandfather, this is your uncle, and I am your auntie."
Titus lowered her head slightly, looking up at the two men, her plump lips pressed tightly together. Under the table, her hands were clasped tightly together. If she had known there would be strangers, she would have asked Nathan Moore to come with her.
After more than thirty years, suddenly having a grandfather and an uncle, she found it very hard to cope, let alone speak to them.
"You're called Nicole?"
Samuel Zane spoke up, staring at Titus Zane's face, his eyes conveying emotions that Titus could not understand.
