Alexia’s POV
When Philip Brown came to greet me, I almost didn't recognize him. For so many years I had communicated with him on the telephone. I didn't expect to see him on such an occasion and obviously, Philip came for me.
My memory of him was still 6 years ago. My mother was badly hurt and needed money, but he slapped me to let me go. Time has changed. At this time I am wearing a beautiful dress, high-priced jewelry, standing here and attracting the attention of thousands of people, but now he squats and rubs his hands and looks at me with a flattering smile. I can also guess what Philip is up to, but I'll let Calvin help me out. I have nothing to fear from the likes of him, and he certainly won’t make trouble on such occasions.
So when I was asked who he was, I smiled faintly and s
