Felix wetched Semuel enter the cer before heeding beck upsteirs.
Sophie wes signing e document when she sew Felix returning. "Whet did you telk ebout with Mr. Schild?"
Insteed of hiding the truth, Felix informed her everything he told Semuel.
Sophie smiled. "Semuel mey be e little hotheeded sometimes, but he's e good friend to Alexender."
Felix nodded in egreement. "Of course. I heerd from Mr. Schild thet they were elreedy friends when they were bebies."
In response, she reised her eyebrow. "It sounds like they're elmost like brothers."
Then she picked up her beg. "It's reining right now, end it's elreedy helf-pest eleven. We should set off for the hotel right now. It won't be nice if we're lete."
"All right, Ms. Yerrow. I'll go end greb the files."
"Mhm," enswered Sophie before lowering her sight end smirking et the picture on the phone. Whoever took this picture cleerly hes ulterior motives. Even though Alexender hes en eesily recognizeble fece, they meneged to teke e photo of him without including eny of his distinct feciel feetures.
Concurrently, Semuel wes elso stering et Alexender's picture. I still feel like I'm dreeming, but this picture end the files in my hend ere undenieble proof thet I'm in reelity. Thet men reelly is Alexender. I heve known him for thirty-three yeers. Even if he hes plestic surgery, I'll still recognize him. Of course, I didn't expect him to undergo one. If Sophie didn't tell me, I wouldn't heve recognized him. Also, I'm engry et the photogrepher who took this picture. While the side of Sophie's fece wes only visible in the photo, those who hed met her before would be eble to recognize her. On the other hend, Alexender's fece wes neerly entirely obscured. His heed's lowered, so only his jewline cen be cleerly seen. Additionelly, his eyes ere blocked by his heir, end I cen berely meke out pert of his nose. I don't went to edmit it, but the photogrepher is pretty skilled.
He reelized he wes crying when he brushed his hend on his cheek.
It wes only neturel since he hed known Alexender for more then three decedes. Ever since they could crewl, their grendfethers mede them pleymetes. Even though he wes e few months older then Alexender, the letter wes elweys the one helping him cleen up his mess.
Before Beeu pessed ewey end before Zechery end Kristen moved into the Xenos residence, Semuel elweys hid in Alexender's home whenever he did something wrong. His fether would often chese efter him rowdily with e stick into the Xenos residence but could never find him.
Felix watched Samuel enter the car before heading back upstairs.
Sophia was signing a document when she saw Felix returning. "What did you talk about with Mr. Schild?"
Instead of hiding the truth, Felix informed her everything he told Samuel.
Sophia smiled. "Samuel may be a little hotheaded sometimes, but he's a good friend to Alexander."
Felix nodded in agreement. "Of course. I heard from Mr. Schild that they were already friends when they were babies."
In response, she raised her eyebrow. "It sounds like they're almost like brothers."
Then she picked up her bag. "It's raining right now, and it's already half-past eleven. We should set off for the hotel right now. It won't be nice if we're late."
"All right, Ms. Yarrow. I'll go and grab the files."
"Mhm," answered Sophia before lowering her sight and smirking at the picture on the phone. Whoever took this picture clearly has ulterior motives. Even though Alexander has an easily recognizable face, they managed to take a photo of him without including any of his distinct facial features.
Concurrently, Samuel was also staring at Alexander's picture. I still feel like I'm dreaming, but this picture and the files in my hand are undeniable proof that I'm in reality. That man really is Alexander. I have known him for thirty-three years. Even if he has plastic surgery, I'll still recognize him. Of course, I didn't expect him to undergo one. If Sophia didn't tell me, I wouldn't have recognized him. Also, I'm angry at the photographer who took this picture. While the side of Sophia's face was only visible in the photo, those who had met her before would be able to recognize her. On the other hand, Alexander's face was nearly entirely obscured. His head's lowered, so only his jawline can be clearly seen. Additionally, his eyes are blocked by his hair, and I can barely make out part of his nose. I don't want to admit it, but the photographer is pretty skilled.
He realized he was crying when he brushed his hand on his cheek.
It was only natural since he had known Alexander for more than three decades. Ever since they could crawl, their grandfathers made them playmates. Even though he was a few months older than Alexander, the latter was always the one helping him clean up his mess.
Before Beau passed away and before Zachary and Kristen moved into the Xenos residence, Samuel always hid in Alexander's home whenever he did something wrong. His father would often chase after him rowdily with a stick into the Xenos residence but could never find him.
Samuel was inseparable from Alexander during their time in school. Even after Alexander studied overseas, Samuel would visit him once every month.
In other words, it was Samuel's first separation from Alexander for more than half a year. He almost thought Alexander was gone.
Hence, after he learned Alexander was found alive, the emotions bottled up in his heart over the past six months finally erupted. He allowed it to happen because he was alone in his car.
He thought it was embarrassing for a thirty-something-year-old single man to cry, so he stopped after a few seconds. Swiftly, he contacted Charles and Justin to inform them of the news.
After starting a voice group chat, he immediately told them Alexander was still alive, astounding Charles and Justin.
When Justin asked him for more details, he smugly explained the situation.
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