Clara gazed at her reflection in the mirror. A mischievous smile curved her lips as she noted the subtle resemblance to Evelyn.If she donned this attire and applied makeup resembling Evelyn's, she doubted Warren would remain sober enough not to mistake her for her rival. Picturing the fallout of her plan, Clara couldn't help but smirk in triumph. As she discarded her stained dress and prepared to dress herself in a fresh gown, the room plunged into darkness, sending a shiver down her spine. Memories of the chilling night she spent guarding the family mausoleum flooded back, rendering her unable to sleep without lights until now. Just as she contemplated seeking help, the lights flickered back to life. But her moment of relief was fleeting. Just as she stood clad in nothing but her undergarments, the lights dimmed once more, accompanied by eerie wails reminiscent of that ominous night. Clara knew this was no mere coincidence; someone was behind it. Summoning her courage, she h
Chet strode into the room, his form wrapped in a gray cashmere coat. His usually refined demeanor was now tinged with an icy severity. Approaching Clara, he roughly hauled her up from the ground. His voice was cold as he declared, "You've brought disgrace upon the Miles, yet you dare invoke Mom's name. Go back and reflect on your actions!" Without mercy, Chet dragged Clara out. Sally sensed that something was amiss. Chet had always been gentle and kind, especially toward his sister, Clara, whom he cherished since childhood. Why was he so harsh and merciless today? What did he mean by those words earlier? Sally immediately grasped Harry's hand and said, "Harry, let's head back. I feel something's wrong with Chet." Harry nodded. "I'll just say goodbye to the guests and leave." The two hastily exited the banquet hall, only to witness Chet tossing Clara into the car while questioning her intensely. Chet's neck veins bulged, his eyes burning red with intensity. His voice was
Just as Chet hesitated, Sally's voice rang from behind. "Chet, is that true?" Both of them turned around when they heard her voice. They watched as Sally approached with tears streaming down her face. Sally went up to Chet and held his hand. Her voice was trembling. "Chet, if that's not Sonya's child, then where is she?" Sally sobbed uncontrollably. Her heart ached thinking about how her daughter, Sonya, was killed. Even her grandchild had been swapped. Chet immediately comforted her with a soft voice, "Grandma, don't be sad. I've hired someone to look into this matter. Clara hindered our progress when we had just found a clue. We're trying to investigate this in other ways." Hearing that, Sally instantly stopped crying. Her face turned cold as she replied, "Harry, bring Johnny to me. I want to know what Sonya did so wrong to him. Not only did he have a child with another woman, he even switched out my granddaughter!" Harry quickly consoled her, "Mom, don't worry. I'll ma
Evelyn's voice was low and hoarse. "Do you think he'll let me go if I tell him the truth?" "Even if he allows you to go, he'll visit you for sure. Did you think you could still hide it from him when your belly grows bigger?" "I hired someone to conceal my tracks. Nobody would be able to find me. Besides, I won't be in contact with you guys anymore until I give birth to the baby." Jazzie was taken aback when she heard that. Teary-eyed, she stared at Evelyn. "You're saying that I won't be able to reach you anymore after you leave? Evie, can you not be so cruel? What if I miss you?" Evelyn's eyes filled with tears as well. Biting her lips, she then said, "This is the only way I can ensure the baby's safety. If Warren can find us, Iris and Clara would be able to do the same. They would even stalk you guys to try and find clues about me. I had no choice." This was why she had to bring Simon along as well. He was not in the healthiest state. She would be worried if she left him h
Just as she turned to leave, Warren pulled her into his arms. Warren gazed at her deeply. He said with a hoarse voice, "I'll get you whatever you want to eat. Chili crabs would be good. Shall I crack a few open for you?" His voice was extremely gentle. There was even a hint of pleading. He was afraid that Evelyn might push him away if he sounded too adamant. Evelyn's heart always melted when Warren treated her this way. She closed her eyes in resignation as she said softly, "There's no need for that." "How about lobsters? The restaurants here have the most authentic flavors. There are also other fusion dishes here that you like. All of them would be available tonight. Let me bring you there to try it." Evelyn instantly shook her head. "I don't want to eat." She was still in the early stages of pregnancy. She was not advised to have those types of food. She would seem suspicious if Warren found out. Surprised, Warren stared at her. "Why did your food preference chang
At this moment, Warren's tough façade melted away. He was like an obedient puppy, who watched her with pitiful eyes. Evelyn felt a pang of pain in her heart. She crouched down slowly. Ruffling Warren's hair gently, she said with a soft voice, "Warren, I'll send you back home." Teary-eyed, he looked at her. "I'll go with you if you promise me that you won't leave me." "Alright, I promise you." Warren only got up after he heard those words from her. He swayed as Evelyn led him out of the place. But he did not let go of Evelyn's hand. It was as if she might disappear once he let go of her. After reaching the Bennett residence, Evelyn helped Warren to clean up himself. She then tucked him into bed. She saw that his brows were furrowed even as he was sleeping. With her heart aching, she reached out to smooth out the furrows. She could not help but trace his handsome features with her fingertips. From his eyebrows to his eyes, then from his nose to his lips. Evelyn's hear
Leaning close to Chet's ear, Albert whispered, "I haven't wished you a Happy New Year. Uncle Chet, I wish you a happy and healthy new year!" Albert's youthful voice made him chuckle. He then pulled out his wallet and took some pocket money out. Stuffing it into Albert's hand, he said, "I pray you'll be healthy and happy too." Albert smiled obediently. "Thank you, Uncle Chet." He turned and saw the picture of the flower-shaped birthmark on the desk. Instantly, his eyes widened. "Why do you have a picture of Aunt Evelyn? Do you guys know each other too?" Hearing that made Chet's heart sink instantly. Stunned, he stared at Albert and asked, "What did you just say?" "I said that's a picture of Aunt Evelyn. There's a flower-shaped mark like this on her back too. My dad has seen it in the photo album before. He said that the pictures were taken when Aunt Evelyn was in college. She's beautiful in her dance costume." Chet felt as if he had stopped breathing. His hands tighten
Warren was silent for a moment. He then asked, "Did you find out about that already?" Chet gritted his teeth in anger. "Warren Larkin, you're my best friend. You were the first person I confided in when this matter happened. Even my family did not know about it. "I trusted you so much. Why did you lie to me? You knew that Evelyn was the one I had been looking for. Why didn't you tell me?" Chet howled at him. He thought that Warren had been helping him to search for his sister. He never expected that this piece of trash actually hid the truth from him. Warren's voice was cold as usual. "What would happen if I told you? Would you be able to stop yourself from calling her your sister? Do you have any idea how much you'd hurt her by doing this?" "Would she not get hurt if you didn't tell me? She was nearly killed by Clara." "You're just stupid. You didn't even know it when that secret was uncovered. If not, Evelyn would not have been in so much danger." "Warren Larkin,