Chapter 63

Alice

The white-haired man looked at me very puzzled, and his gaze overwhelmed me.

I didn't know who he was, but I did know one thing, and that was that my resemblance to his daughter seemed to have upset him. It was a strange situation, so the matriarch decided to push me away, although the woman with him immediately grabbed his hand and pulled him away.

"Calm down, Mr. Fert; you've got confused; that's all that's going on," the woman told him gently, as if trying to tame a wounded horse.

That gesture made me frown.

"It's just that she's identical to her," the man said without taking his eyes off me. "She has her face, her eyes, and even her hair is like hers. You didn't know her, but you've seen countless photos with her face; tell me if she doesn't look like my dear Alia."

The woman looked at me with an apology in her eyes.

"Yes, but it is a coincidence; we all have people who look like us; it is not something strange; the strange thing is that her attitude is making the young lady