The man's gaze was gentle, much like how her father looked at her years ago, filled with affectionate love.
"Vera?"
Bailey Hansen turned to her while standing on the stairs and called out to her. Vera quickly gathered her thoughts and hurried after her.
Lucille Matthias had already called ahead, and they smoothly managed to see Kris Cooper in the reception room.
When the man walked in, his face was all smiles. His white shirt was spotless, his trousers and shoes freshly changed. He did not look like he belonged in a detention center at all; rather, he looked exactly like his usual self.
Despite this, Vera Wave's nose still tingled when she saw him.
"Kris!"
Hugging her in his arms, Kris Cooper lightly patted her back, smiling as he whispered in her ear, "Cheer up, it's not a big deal... Be honest, did you sleep well last night?"
"Yes," she replied, gently nodding in his arms.
