Chapter 921 - See You Tomorrow In Paris (1/2)

Vega was still curious because Mischa seemed to be thinking of something sad. Nevertheless, she did not want to bring up the man's old wounds. Vega couldn't bear to force Mischa to tell her things he did not want to share.

As the daughter of Alaric Rhionen, who was respected by Mischa, Vega knew it would be easy for her to force Mischa to do whatever she asked. However, the girl was aware that she must not force others to do things they don't want.

Because of this, Vega finally did not ask further. She enjoyed her dinner and talked with Mischa about trivial things. The people at the tables around them, and the guests who passed by, all seemed interested in seeing two extremely good looking people sitting eating together while chatting.

Although Vega was still a teenager, her beauty was already very prominent. Her long hair hung down to her waist and it had a beautiful platinum color, framing her fairy-like face like a goddess from the books. Her little lips were naturally red and her big round eyes were bright blue.

As a teenager, her fresh appearance looked in contrast to the handsome young man sitting with her, wearing all-black clothing and formal appearance. People who saw them could only wonder what the relationship between them really was.

They couldn't be lovers because of their age difference, but they also didn't look like relatives. The attitude between the two was still rather distant, not as familiar as family members in general.

”Thank you for dinner,” Vega said when they finally finished the dinner. ”Tomorrow we will return to Paris, then continue to Italy. Will you also follow us to Paris?”

Mischa nodded. ”Yes. I will return to Bucharest after all of you arrive in Grosetto in one piece.”

”Wow ... really?” Vega smiled widely. She was very happy to hear that Mischa would still accompany them in the French capital. ”Then, when we arrive in Paris, I'll treat you to dinner. My turn.”

Mischa was stunned to hear Vega's words. This girl wasted no time, he thought.

”All right. I'll go to dinner with you in Paris,” the man finally answered.

He was now truly convinced that Vega really liked him. Inwardly, Mischa felt a little flattered. However, he did not think about it any further. He knew Vega was still very young. The puppy love she had now would surely disappear as the girl got older.

”I will return my hotel on foot,” Vega said, getting to his feet. ”Thank you once again.”

”Hmm ... let me walk you there,” Mischa offered. ”The weather is great for an evening stroll.”

After Mischa paid for their food, he accompanied Vega to walk back to her inn, which was not far from the city center. Along the way, the two didn't talk much.

Mischa walked with both hands in his pockets as usual, while Vega was too happy, and her c.h.e.s.t was filled with so much joy so she didn't want to say anything that could ruin the atmosphere. Inwardly, she only wished their walk to last forever.

Unfortunately, it was impossible. Fifteen minutes later, they arrived in front of the inn, and Vega was forced to say goodbye.

”Thank you, Big brother Mischa for taking me home. See you in Paris,” said the girl with twinkling eyes.

”Have a good rest,” Mischa said, nodding. He then turned away and walked in the opposite direction. He raised his hand without turning to say goodbye. ”See you tomorrow in Paris.”