Chapter 72

Something was a bit different about Sherena tonight. Normally, she would wear loose shirts and short jeans at home, but now she was in a knee-length mini dress with short sleeves. She looked incredibly feminine, especially as she moved gracefully.

In her heart, Sherena felt a bit uneasy wearing the kind of outfit that her mother always bought for her. She had never worn it before because she preferred shirts and jeans.

Slowly, she descended the stairs one by one to meet Evan, who was supposedly in the living room.

"That's Sherena. I hope you can talk quickly; we want to have dinner," Reihan said as he saw Sherena approaching. The fifty-five-year-old man closed the newspaper he was holding, stood up, and walked over to Sherena. "Hurry up a bit. Dad's waiting in the dining room."

Sherena simply nodded, allowing her father to head to the dining room. She followed her mother, who was already there.

"Ren,"

"What's up, Van? You came all the way here?" Sherena