Chapter 51 Your Eyes Look Just Like Hers

Rose drove all night long to Chereton, where she managed to find the house according to the address the next morning.

The door was open when she arrived, and a middle-aged woman sat outside in the courtyard sewing. She was surprised to see Rose.

"Hi there, are you Mdm. Angelica?" Rose asked gently.

Angelica Willis swiftly set her sewing down and walked up to Rose.

She looked at her long and hard before saying, "You're so big now, Rose. I held you when you were a baby, do you remember? Oh, you must've forgotten about me already."

Angelica gazed fixedly at Rose's face, then exclaimed, "Your eyes … you look just like her!"

Miles had said her eyes resembled someone else's the other day, too. Knowing now that Angelica meant her mother, she beamed happily, feeling closely affectionate to the older woman.

Angelica told Rose all about her mother, and then handed her an old box. Inside was a large chunk of raw fire opal.

"Your mother left this behind decades ago. Take it. I have no use