Chad Yakov got down from the Bed, wearing a sleeping robe, strolled over to the sofa, squatted down, and, following the faint moonlight, fixed his gaze on the person sleeping on the sofa.
"Mm..." Victoria Gibson seemed to be dreaming of something, her brows knitting slightly.
She turned over on the sofa and almost rolled right off.
Chad Yakov reached out to catch her, and seeing that she had absolutely no sign of waking up, the corners of his lips curled in a doting smile. He simply picked her up and walked toward the Bed.
"Father..." Victoria suddenly reached out to grab his lapel, her lips moving slightly.
The two words she breathed out made Chad Yakov's Body go rigid in an instant.
His Handsome face darkened all of a sudden. He clenched his teeth, barely holding back his temper and resisting the urge to throw her out.
He was this handsome, and she thought he looked like her Father?
