Two days later, Nadia invited Faye to a beauty salon in Jorn City.After their beauty treatments, they proceeded to have makeovers and adorned themselves in elegant dresses.Today, Faye wore a black British retro-style formal dress paired with European-style accessories.The black dress came with a red mini hat on her head, and beneath the hat, a black veil covered almost half of her face, making it impossible to see her actual appearance.With a touch of makeup, her face appeared fair and delicate, exuding an ethereal charm. Her doll-like face, at the age of 20, made her look underage, and when she stood next to Nadia, she almost looked like Nadia's daughter. Nadia wore a dark dress from Light Moon Designs that highlighted her graceful figure.Having recovered from a serious illness, the makeup added a healthy flush to her complexion. With her long hair pinned up, she appeared exceptionally elegant.In her 40s, Nadia maintained her charm and appeared on par with a woman in her
Sandra's sudden display of affection left Faye somewhat bewildered. Instinctively, she took a couple of steps backward, trying to retract her hand and establish some distance from the elderly woman. Surprisingly, despite appearing to be in her 70s or 80s, Sandra demonstrated considerable strength. She gripped Faye's hand firmly as if holding onto a lifeline. "Layla, you're back ..." Sandra exclaimed with excitement, gripping Faye's hand. With her other trembling hand, she attempted to push aside the veil partially covering Faye's eyes."Mrs. Reed ..." Nadia was also taken aback by Sandra's behavior. She was about to interject when Sandra's daughter-in-law, Yvette, rushed forward. Anxiously, Yvette said, "Mom, you've mistaken her for someone else. This isn't Layla."Yvette held Sandra's hand and gently advised, "Mom, calm down. This young lady is in her early 20s. How could she be Layla?""When Layla left, she looked exactly the same ... Exactly the same ..." Sandra insisted. S
"She's a Jeorgian?" Sandra blinked in disbelief. As her gaze met Faye's again, she realized that her overwhelming yearning for her daughter had led to the mistaken identity. Upon closer inspection, Faye seemed more composed than the young Layla. She seemed a bit less naïve, with a hint of grace replacing some of the softness.Back then, despite Layla's martial training since childhood, she exuded the delicate aura of a pampered young lady due to the excessive protection from the Reed family. In contrast, Faye had experienced more in her upbringing, maintaining an air of elegance and determination beneath her seemingly innocent and romantic exterior.Though their faces bore a striking resemblance, especially the eyes hidden behind the veil, reminiscent of her daughter's younger days, Sandra couldn't shake the feeling that they were entirely different.After deeply observing Faye for a moment, Sandra turned to Nadia. "Is it true? Who is this ..."Sandra had a good impression of Nad
Faye was chatting with Taylor when she heard that Sandra had fainted. Reacting swiftly to the news, Taylor took a few hurried steps, then hesitated. He cast a nervous glance back at Faye and said, "Mrs. Shaw, would you mind accompanying me to check on Grandma?"It wasn't a lack of confidence that held Taylor back. Rather, he possessed an intimate understanding of his grandmother's condition. Being part of a family steeped in medical expertise, they were acutely aware of Sandra's fragile health. Taylor recognized that if a cure existed within his capabilities, Sandra wouldn't be in her current state. Sandra's true ailment, however, was more psychological than physical. Mental distress had taken its toll on her body, exacerbated by the effects of aging, resulting in a myriad of health issues. While Sandra acknowledged her health problems, she refrained from confronting or addressing them. Her situation bore a resemblance to Victor's. Both individuals engaged in self-punishment in th
Exiting from the old lady's room, Faye kept her head down and remained silent. Nadia observed Faye picking up a photo frame and noted her attention to the person captured in the image. Faye was lost in her thoughts, and Nadia hesitated, unsure of what to say.They maintained a quiet demeanor for a while. Eventually, the two made their way to the banquet venue—the first floor of the Reed residence.The hall chosen for the banquet exuded a festive aura with its spacious layout and intricate decorations on both floors. Tables draped in dark tablecloths were laden with an array of drinks, fruits, and snacks. The venue buzzed with a considerable crowd, creating a vibrant and lively atmosphere.Preferring solitude over crowds, Faye and Nadia sought a quiet corner to settle. Breaking the silence, Nadia said, "Are you thinking about Layla, the talented lady of the Reed family?"Faye nodded slightly, her gaze fixed on Nadia. "Are you well-acquainted with her, Nadia?"Nadia nodded in return
Faye and Nadia sat in a corner for a while, but Nadia was soon approached by a few of her good friends for a conversation.Throughout the years, Nadia had led a reclusive life, primarily spent in a sanatorium. She seldom reached out to the external world, let alone interacting with it. Despite this, her amiable nature forged connections, resulting in a circle of friends.Presently, most of these companions had married into prominent families in Jorn City, ascending to the status of affluent wives. In the past, Nadia had been absent from such gatherings, but this time, being present, her friends were determined not to let her slip away.Concerned that Faye might feel uneasy on her own, Nadia contemplated bringing her along. However, Faye waved it off and said, "You go ahead, sister-in-law. I'll manage on my own for a while."Seeing that Nadia was still concerned, Faye smiled and said, "I have a few friends attending the banquet too. I was planning to seek them out for a chat.""Oh,
"There's only one way for you to get Felton. For now, it might be your best option." A determined voice resonated from the narrow trail outside."Felton has been bedridden for years, and his body has yet to fully recover. This makes him vulnerable. Employing this strategy against him is currently the most efficient approach."Another woman drew in a deep breath. She nodded and said, "Alright, I'll trust you. Lead the way.""Let me be clear, Blake. I'm confiding in you and bringing you here because I value our friendship. If anyone asks about this, you must not reveal that I brought you."Blake said, "Don't worry, I'll claim I stumbled upon it during a casual walk. Your secret is safe with me.""When we return, I'll assist you in obtaining what you desire. A mix of pride and satisfaction appeared on Blake's face, a stark contrast to her usual demeanor around Felton.The other woman nodded. "The banquet is about to start. Let's go inside."With a key, she unlocked the tightly
"What are you looking at?" Cedric arrived fashionably late and discovered Faye standing alone on the balcony, peering below. Approaching quietly from behind, he embraced her, his voice casting a magnetic spell.Faye nestled into Cedric's arms and said leisurely, "Just intrigued by my dear friend's activities down there."From the balcony, Cedric spotted a figure in a white suit, bowing and conversing with a man in a gray shirt. From Cedric's position, he could not see the man in pink."Your friend is quite skillful," Cedric remarked with a smile.Faye nodded knowingly. "And who's the hero coming to her rescue?""The second son of the Garcia family, ranked third among Jorn City's four major families. He's Lukas's elder brother.""Ah, that clarifies it," she thought. Faye rubbed her chin and contemplated whether to inquire about the man in pink from Cedric. However, he vanished from view.Recalling the earlier encounter on the Reed family's mountain, she couldn't help but wonder