A guy stepped out of the car. He was wearing a long-sleeved button down shirt atop black suit trousers.
He stood there in a daze as if trying to recognize the people standing before him. And after a few seconds, his eyes lit up.
Gina subconsciously cowered and held her father’s arm. Seeing that the guy was now approaching them she said, “D… Dad, let’s go.”
However, Fred had stopped walking and was already standing in front of them before her father could respond.
“Uncle!” Fred greeted the middle-aged man, his eyes dancing with enthusiasm. He turned to Gina and said, “I guess it’s my lucky day, didn’t expect you’d come here today. So, how was the trip?”
Gina looked down and mumbled something under her breath. Anger was evident in her eyes.
Her father stared at her
