But all was too late now. Eddie wanted to murder him.

The old Evans's heart was broken.

The pain within was sharper than the pain in his body.

Just then, the door of the ward was pushed open.

A tall, beautiful woman stepped in. She looked at him expressionlessly. "Sylvia..." the old Evans called weakly.

Sylvia walked to the bed step by step, lowered her eyes, and looked at the old, dying man on the bed.

Was he really her family?

But why didn't she feel close to him?

Was it because her mother was kicked out of the family by him?

She had mixed feelings.

After a while, she finally spoke. "Is my mother your daughter?”

"Yes... She is." the old Evans nodded. “I am your grandfather.”

"But... Why can't I feel any connection between you and me?" Sylvia smiled mockingly.

"I wanted to ask you the first time I saw you. Is your mother alright?" What the old Evans wanted to know the most was Monica's news. "My dad said she died in a car accident when I was eight years old." Sylvia closed her eyes and reopened them.

She's dead? How come? How could she die so young? She is a genius! It must be my fault. I was too cruel to her..." the old Evans wept silently, laying weakly, trembling like a broken old bellows.

"Monica!"

"My daughter”

hard that

kept running down. He was

years old, right?" the old Evans wiped away his

"Yes."

your birthday in

"Yes."

then. Your mother was pregnant all of a sudden and she wouldn't tell me what happened. I was so angry that I drove her out of the family. She was stubborn. And she never came back. So, she kept you." the old Evans sighed, "I have been looking for her for so many years...but since she left the Evans family, there has been no news of her. I

eyes slightly. A thought suddenly flashed in her mind, "So... Otto is not my

am not sure," the old Evans said helplessly, "Your father is not

If Otto wasn't

Her mind went blank.

her mother?

didn't dare to

Why?

trapped

solve

was already two o'clock in the morning when

was like

the ward, "To make up for you and your mother, I've decided to hand over the Evans family to you." Eddie knew about this, that was why he wanted to murder the old Evans,

to the

couldn't figure

of the

was parked at

the man, which seemed cold in the night sky. Yet the moment Sylvia saw him, his face turned

into the car and sat beside him, tired. "Why are you here?" When she left, she was

him from sleeping but she

you home." Franklin reached out to grab her cold hand,

put her head on his shoulder

deep

raised her head, stretched out her other

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