Chapter 63 My Lady

My Lady IT WAS NOISY inside, and almost everyone is also busy. But it is still inevitable that some will stop working when they notice our presence. Franco walked away for a moment to talk to some staff. I just watched him as he spoke. He also glances at me from time to time. His eyes were deep and burning as if he had so much to say. I can't help but wonder why Fontanilla is his last name when Lawrence is Saavedra. I don't know what's the real story behind it. So far, I am not in a position to ask. I straightened up when I noticed Franco approaching me again. "Would you like to go for a walk?" I agreed to his offer. We walked until we reached the banana farm. Franco inspected the trays of only ripe bananas before taking one to peel. "Taste it. That's one of the sweetest fruits here in San Felipe." I took a small bite. I was no longer surprised by its sweetness and softness. Suddenly I wanted to take a pick for Clarence. "Are you tired?" he asked me in a low voice. I shook