Under the Heiress' Facade novel Chapter 798

It had been five years.

In the waiting room for the flight to Jadonia in the international airport of Flowera, a little girl in a pink dress drew the attention of people with her cuteness.

She looked like a porcelain doll with those two pigtails. Her innocent beady eyes sparkled every time her eyelashes fluttered, twinkling like the stars. Her name was Dora.

She was scanning the area at a far distance through a toy binocular.

Standing next to her was a little boy of her height. He was dressed in all black—black sportswear and a black mask. He was shouldering a bag and wearing a baseball cap over his head. That was Dylan.

"Dylan, what do you think about that blonde man? He's quite good-looking. I think he's at least five feet nine. Look at those blue eyes. They're so pretty! His clothes are branded too. What do you think?" She pointed at a man.

Dylan looked in the direction she pointed at. "His shorts are above the knees. He's either trendy or isn't interested in women."

"That won't do." Dora shifted her binoculars to another direction. This time, it was a man in long pants. He had styled his fringe to the back of his head and was wearing a pair of sunglasses. The thick gold chain around above his loose floral collar was eye-catching.

"Dylan, what about that guy wearing a floral shirt? He must be rich! His gold necklace is so thick. We can sell it for a lot of meat with that!"

Dylan glanced at the man. "His collar is down to his chest. I bet he's a show-off."

Again, Dora changed her target. This time, it was a man in a black tailored suit.

His striking features were literally a piece of art. His thin lips and expressionless face exuded a cold vibe, warning people to stay away from him.

She exclaimed, "That guy is so handsome!"

He was the most handsome person she had ever met as of today. Following behind him was an assistant and two bodyguards.

Her brain was calculating fast. "His looks, demeanor, and physique are much better than Mom's superior, Mr. Whitlock! He could be richer than Mr. Whitlock! Perfect!" she thought.

"Dyl, that guy!" Dora made up her mind quickly and stretched out her arm to pull Dylan. However, she realized that he wasn't by her side anymore.

"If you talk louder, Mom might actually hear you," Dylan reminded her.

She quickly covered her mouth, thinking, "Dyl must've used his hacking skills to arrange an unaccompanied minor flight service for us by pretending to be Mom!"

Fortunately for them, the flight attendant couldn't understand Jadonish.

"Let's go." Like an adult, he held Dora's hand. "Stop looking for a man for Mom. How is it different from scouting a random guy off the street?"

"Who said so? It's different!" Dora protested and suddenly remembered the handsome man she saw a while ago. "Dyl, wait! Look at that man—"

By the time she turned around, the handsome man was nowhere to be seen.

What a pity.

Just what kind of woman would be the wife of such a handsome man?