Daisy seemed to see Phoenix, absurdly human-like, plotting out the storyline along the timeline.
Coincidences became inevitabilities, impossibilities became possibilities. Never mind whether any of it made sense—a young, beautiful girl had just been created for them!
This was truly a sad story. With a single thought from a big shot, they had been saddled with endless trouble.
When they drove into another of Daisy's villas, the heads of six fashion brands and more than two hundred staff members had already been waiting for some time.
Rachel had Daisy's and Jean's genes. She had been born with the makings of a beauty, and the Phoenix Force had enhanced her looks even further. Though her clothes were somewhat ragged, no one dared underestimate her.
Daisy sat on the sofa eating strawberries while Rachel followed a group of staff members to change clothes.
Whenever Rachel found an outfit she liked, she would come out wearing it and ask Daisy for an opinion.
"Father, what do you think of these pants?"
"Dad, do you think this bra is a little tight?"
Daisy sat there like some kind of creepy father, occasionally nodding or shaking her head.
Her thoughts automatically went off the rails. All she could think of were depraved scenes like, Dad, were you wearing my underwear again? and Dad, did you take my new high heels?
This was too ridiculous!
When exactly had this child been conceived? Although Jean had left in a hurry, Daisy had indeed sensed the little life in Jean's belly. That meant she should have been able to sense it under normal circumstances.
In Daisy's estimation, it had most likely happened when they went to the Superflow World last month. She and Jean had resonated many times then, and each time had lasted especially long. Shake and