Chapter 60 DO YOU SUPPORT THE IDEA

• Alexander POV
• Staring at her slender but a little curvy figure approaching where I was standing beside the car, I fell into a trance. She was wearing casual clothes, white sneakers with her sleeves rolled up. Her blonde hair was tied into a ponytail, accentuating her fair long face. The more I looked at her, the more my heart become debilitated. 'Oh Lord, if I had committed a great crime for you to have taken Kiara away from me and sent her replica, forgive me, Lord.' I prayed bitterly in my heart as I watched her get closer. “Good morning, sir” She greeted politely as soon as she got to where I was. Nodding my head in response to her greetings, “Let's go” I notified then put forward a step, intending to turn around and sit behind the wheels. “Where are we going, sir?” She asked bluntly, I tilted my head in her direction, and to my utmost surprise, she was staring back at my face with her sharp eyes. 'This lady, what nerves does she think she has? Even Kiara never looked at me pointedly like this before. She's lucky that Granny brought her here' “You don't get to ask me questions, Miss Ava,” I said harshly, purposely calling her a name she didn't bear. Still looking up at my face, she blinked her eyes twice then pursued her lips without saying a word. Silly. I discarded my eyes from her gaze and made to walk around the car when Kiara's phone started ringing inside my chest pocket. I sighed ruefully at the possibility the caller might be her Mom again. What am I saying? The only person who calls her phone from time to time is her Mom.
• Bringing out the cellphone from my pocket, I bite down on my lower lip, harder. It's her Mom. What do I do? I think It's time I quit bringing her phone everywhere. Gazing at the ringing phone in my hand, I recalled she was the one who spoke with her that day. Directly, I turned around to see her still standing in the same spot. “Hmm… You need to speak with her Mom again” My voice changed from anger to calm as I stretched forth the phone for her to collect, but she only watched my face in silence. “Please” I murmured, looking everywhere but her face and immediately, she took the phone from me. I scoffed, then went to sit inside the car, without heeding their conversation. She's crazy, isn't she? Who on earth does she think she is? I'm being easy on her only because she looks like Kiara, but if she thinks she can take advantage of that, then she's going to regret It. Shortly, she came into the car, sitting herself in the passenger seat. She didn't utter any word as she dropped the phone onto the central console. Subconsciously, I glanced at her face and noticed the fraught on her countenance. “What did she say?” I asked, coldly. With no interest in her voice, she replied, “She just wanted to hear Kiara's voice and also asked when she's s flying back to Arizona” Staring at her side face, I lowered my guard and asked, “Is that why you look worried?”