Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy novel Chapter 1417

The early spring had already arrived. The snow on the trees had already melted and sprouted green shoots. There were also pink flowers, which made people feel better when they looked at them.

Plants in such a harsh environment, still do not give up to show that beautiful, the body of a person, why fear the wind and waves, cowering?

Alvina's mind overturned all these profound questions that she had never thought about before. Perhaps this was to strengthen her own heart, when something was seen through; her injuries would not be as serious, because the things that she had seen through could only be so.

If Victoria wanted to come and fight for it, she would take it.

There was a memorial hall for martyrs in front of them. The front steps were clear and the grass next to it was long. The wind and rain gave off a cold and mournful feeling. Even though the window was bright, it was difficult to hide the reverence for the ancestors.

When Alvina was walking up the stairs, she accidentally tripped. A man beside her grabbed her arm anxiously.

It was at this time that the man walking in front also inadvertently turned around to look, and saw Alvina leaning on his opponent's side with a nervous face, apologizing shamelessly.

The male guest smiled at her. All along the way, he had been paying attention to Alvina, but of course, it was because she was the only young and beautiful female in this group. Adding to that her serious and meticulous work, her gaze was not one bit messed up. The gentleman was even more interested in her.

Men who are said to be serious are the most attractive, but when a woman is serious, her appearance is also quite cute.

A certain someone slightly narrowed his eyes. His face, which was previously as warm as jade, had also become tense.

Joseph didn't know where the sour taste came from, but he was unhappy.

How come this woman can even walk and fall? Don't tell him that it was because she had been watching him that she fell. If that was really the reason, then he would forgive her.

Alvina embarrassedly smiled at him, when he suddenly heard the male guest point out a direction: "I want to go over there, can Miss Miller please accompany me there and explain?"

Fortunately, Penelope smiled to help her out. "Mr. Lincoln, I'm sorry, I've only been working in our department for a few days, and I don't know much about the story of the Martyr's Garden. If you don't mind, I can accompany you to take a look."

"Oh, so it's like this. Then forget it, when there's a chance, let's invite Miss Miller to have dinner together." The male guest showed his fondness for Alvina, causing the employees who followed along to be shocked, as though they were about to explode.

If Mr. Lincoln, a foreign guest did not know Alvina's current identity, then the staff present would all be very clear about it. His fiancé was talking to their country's President just now, and he, a Minister, was actually flirting with his fiancée. This was both funny and dangerous, no matter how one looked at it.

Alvina didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and explained politely for her: "Mr. Lin, this might be a bit inappropriate, Alvina already has a fiancé."

"Oh?" The male guest looked disappointed. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Such a beautiful and cute girl would naturally attract the love of many men. I was too late!"

Mr. Lin's half—joking words made the surrounding people feel neither awkward nor funny. After a round of laughter, this matter was finally settled.

Alvina knew that the men of this country were passionate and took the initiative, but the man's words did not have any presumptuous intent, so she did not mind it at all.

But even if she did not care, it did not mean that someone would not care. Joseph's heart was filled with fire, and was just thinking of a way to punish this woman.

After the trip, the sky had turned dark. The group then headed back to the office.

As Alvina sat in the carriage and looked out the window at the dark sky, she couldn't help but feel an additional tinge of anticipation.