Reborn as the Sweetheart of a Paranoid Boss

Chapter 623: Lost

As the performance teams entered the street, the staff who had been wandering around the street began to work.

They smiled and walked into the street, offering wreaths and blessings to some tourists.

As the staff began to move, the tourists on both sides surged forward.

Selena Kensington stood in a position that was relatively in the middle, and the crowd surged.

They enthusiastically pulled Selena along.

But Selena, afraid they might bump into her belly, dared not make big movements.

She could only move in the direction they were going.

Selena flowed with these people for a while, finally finding an exit to slip out.

Turning around, Samuel Dalton, Hope Norwood, and the others were all gone.

"..."

It seemed she had caused trouble.

Meanwhile, realizing Selena had gotten separated from them, Samuel Dalton and Hope Norwood began to panic.

"Sis?!"

His voice carried a hint of panic.

Samuel realized Selena was gone and immediately looked at the people around him.

But most of the people around were foreigners, and he didn’t see any trace of Selena.

The crowd had surged too suddenly just now; Samuel had no guard and was forced to walk a stretch.

During this brief moment, Selena had somehow been squeezed away.

Samuel instinctively wanted to take out his phone to call Selena.

Hope squeezed past a few people and came over, her expression slightly anxious, "Madam didn’t bring her phone; her bag is with me..."

Samuel immediately put down his hand.

Hope quickly said, "I’ll go ahead and look for Madam!"

Samuel nodded and began to instruct those Colombo Family members in casual clothing.

"Alan, immediately activate the island’s surveillance and lookouts."

"Notify me as soon as she’s found!"

Samuel decisively issued the order.

"Yes, Young Master."

Alan knew Selena’s importance to Samuel, so after answering Samuel, he went to take care of it immediately.

Meanwhile, Samuel sent those people to search everywhere for Selena.

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Here, Selena, after confirming that she was separated from Samuel and the others and didn’t have her bag with her, began to look for the way back.

But she didn’t know the way back, and on top of that, the street layout on the Isle of Cyrin was very casual.

Randomly entering a street mouth could lead to different places.

As a result, Selena wandered farther and farther.

"..."

Looking at what seemed to be another street, Selena fell into contemplation.

"Miss."

A clear female voice sounded from behind.

Selena turned around and saw a staff member holding a wreath smiling at her.

She lifted the wreath in her hand.

Selena remembered Alan’s words earlier and instinctively lowered her head slightly.

The staff member smiled and placed the wreath on Selena’s head.

"Bon Voyage (Have a pleasant trip.)"

The staff member said, smiling.

Selena returned her smile, "Thank you."

Then the staff member left.

Selena glanced at the bustling parade vehicles and let out a slight sigh.

Selena looked up at a leisure cafe built by the river ahead.

At the leisure seats outside the cafe, a middle-aged man smiled at her.

His face didn’t have a weathered look, but instead had a unique charm of a mature man.

But his gaze...

Sometimes muddled, sometimes clear, as if containing the vicissitudes of life.

This gaze was very familiar to Selena.

Because of her previous life experience, she could possess an eye expression inconsistent with her apparent age.

But why did this middle-aged man also...

Looking at the man, Selena felt a peculiar, strange sensation.

And when the middle-aged man noticed Selena saw him, he showed no embarrassment about having been staring at her.

He smiled and said to her, "Young lady, are you lost?"

Selena didn’t sense any hostility from the man.

Plus, she felt an inexplicable sense when looking at him.

So she simply went over, "Yes, sir, do you mind if I sit here for a while?"

She pointed to the spot next to the middle-aged man.

At this table, only the middle-aged man was sitting.

He shook his head with a smile, "I don’t mind, please sit."

Once Selena sat down, the middle-aged man called over a server.

"Coffee okay?"

The middle-aged man asked her with a smile.

Selena shook her head slightly, "Sorry, I’m pregnant."

Since becoming pregnant, Selena hadn’t touched coffee.

The middle-aged man’s eyes didn’t show much surprise.

He only glanced meaningfully at Selena’s belly.

Then, with his demeanor unchanged, he ordered a glass of warm milk for Selena.

When Selena heard the middle-aged man say ’add more sugar,’ a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

How did this person know she liked drinking sweet things?

After the server went down, the middle-aged man smiled at Selena and said, "Sorry, my wife always likes to add more sugar in her coffee milk, so I said it casually just now."

Hearing the middle-aged man say this, Selena’s doubts were dispelled.

"It’s okay, you seem very fond of your wife."

Selena could see, when the middle-aged man mentioned his wife, his eyes were full of tender and affectionate love.

Yet the middle-aged man didn’t continue this topic; he switched to another one, "My name is Damien Sinclair, what’s yours?"

Upon hearing Damien Sinclair state his name, Selena frowned slightly.

Why did this name feel so heavy...

But Selena showed no trace of this on her face, "My name is Selena Kensington."

"Selena of Celeste."

Selena introduced her name.

Damien Sinclair’s eyes deepened with a smile, "A beautiful name."

"Thank you."

Selena happily accepted his compliment.

"Sorry for staring at you just now, you just look a bit like my wife..."

Damien Sinclair sighed a little with a hint of apology.

Selena was slightly surprised, "Your wife..."

"Deceased."

Damien Sinclair calmly uttered these two words, but a trace of deeply hidden hatred flashed in his eyes.

Selena immediately didn’t continue, "I’m sorry."

No wonder earlier, when Damien Sinclair mentioned his wife, his gaze was filled with affectionate longing.

Initially, Selena thought his wife hadn’t accompanied him to the Isle of Cyrin, hence his longing; little did she know his wife had long passed...

Damien Sinclair withdrew the expression in his eyes, shaking his head slightly, "It’s okay."

Then, the server brought the warm milk over.

"Thanks for your kindness; may I borrow your phone?"

Selena put her hand on the milk cup to warm her hand for a moment, then asked.

"Sure."

Damien Sinclair responded, handing his phone to Selena.

"Thank you."

Selena took it and then input her own number.

The call kept connecting, and Selena slightly frowned.

Is it because there’re too many people and it’s too noisy that Hope didn’t hear it?

Just when Selena was about to hang up, Samuel Dalton and Hope Norwood’s voices sounded behind her.

"Sis!!"

"Madam!"