Chapter 647

Genevieve Cross chuckled warmly. “That's right, we’ve always had more boys than girls in the Cross family. Fiona used to keep asking for a sister. When I was pregnant with you, I asked her if she thought I’d have a baby boy or baby girl, and she confidently said baby girl. Turns out, it really was a sister! She was thrilled, and so were the rest of us.” Leslie Cross smiled softly and shook Fiona’s hand. Her hand was soft, fragile, and delicate—clearly a mark of someone who grew up surrounded by comfort and luxury. Among the other refined young ladies, she still stood out with her natural elegance. Just then, a gentle male voice chimed in, “Aunt Genevieve, aren’t you going to introduce me?” Leslie felt a distinct gaze focused squarely on her. Looking up, she saw a man with strikingly handsome features and a calm, warm presence. His friendly smile carried a trace of curiosity as his eyes lingered on her. Genevieve’s awkward expression made Leslie wonder who he could be—and why things fel