Anne New Life (2)

“Is this my mother?” Anne asked, her voice filled with skepticism. Her seven years old daughter reminded her to not trust these strangers no matter how persuasive they looked. She wondered how strong the Harts genes were that they kids were extremely intelligence even at this age. While her son had a skyrocketing IQ, her daughter had an astonishing EQ. Suddenly, she was so proud of the little darlings that she had raised.

At the same time, she felt scared that she might never be able to return to New York and the new babies would be away from their family. She felt bad especially for Nicholas, who was extremely excited for this pregancy. He must be worrying too much right now. She just wished that he took it easy and take care of himself more at this time.

She took a deep breath and came out of her thoughts.

Amir nodded as his was gaze fixed on the portrait.

Anne studied the painting. The woman in the portrait wore a sleek pantsuit while holding a gun in his hand. She has with an a