"You!" Bernardy Dalton frowned and sighed deeply, "Alright, alright, let's go back to Singapore first, and we'll talk!"
He knew his daughter's temper well enough. She seemed gentle, but inside, she was very stubborn. Once she decided on something, it was hard to change her mind.
Sally Dalton had been sensible since she was little, always reasonable. This was the first time she was so willful.
His daughter, whom he had doted on since she was little, how could he bear to scold her? He could only temporarily play along and consult with Sally's mother once they returned to Singapore to find a way to make her give up this idea.
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Standing on the balcony, Nathan Leafcastle looked up, watching the plane passing by in the sky, then drew his gaze back to his left hand.
In his palm was a small, exquisite box containing a pair of rings.
This pair of rings was originally ordered for his wedding with Sally Dalton.
