Lexy's POV.

I watched how my father shook his hand and how the young woman behind him came up, her hands behind her as she watched my father like he was their savior Jesus. I stood behind watching.

"Hello Alexa?" The woman said to me, a warm smile on her lips.

She took me by surprise. She'd greeted me like she knew me. Shouldn't she have said "is this your daughter?" Or something? Oh well, my father's a popular man, and many of his friends and colleagues ought to know he has a daughter.

I beamed a smile back.

I saw how the said Diego dragged a look from me...