A bold guess suddenly popped up in his mind ... Was it possible ...

His heart kept pounding as if it was about to jump out.

Though the night was deep, he still dialed Sylvia's phone.

The phone rang, but no one answered.

A million possibilities flashed through his mind, he must confirm his speculation; he must know the truth!

"Eden, you and Poppy help me take care of my son for the next two days."

"It's the middle of the night, Mr. Davila, what's wrong with you?" Eden had just fallen asleep when he was woken up, so he was really annoyed.

“I'm going to Aettosa. I'm going to Miss Andrews. I have to ask!" Brock sounded excited, "You and Poppy must come early tomorrow morning!" After saying that, he hung up the phone.

The next day early in the morning, Brock packed his bags and arrived at the airport.

"Sir, where can I get my ticket?" An old lady stopped him and asked in a whisper.

Brock looked up and couldn't help but frown. Why did this old lady look a bit familiar? It seemed like he had seen her somewhere before, but he couldn't remember.

He was in a hurry to board the plane and didn't think much of it, “To pick it up over there. Where are you flying to?"

The old lady smiled, "My daughter-in-law invited me to Aettosa! I'm old and I've never been out of the country in my life!"

“Then I guess we're on the same plane. Let's go. I'll accompany you." At this moment, Brock never expected how this old lady would make a show at Queena'’s birthday party.

Coincidentally, the old lady's seat and Brock's seat happened to be next to each other.

On the way, Brock took great care of the old lady.

of them were Larro locals, and the old lady was aging. He believed that any young people would think of their own parents when seeing such

a hand and didn't think much about

off the plane, the old lady smiled, "Thank

to drive you?" Brock thought the old lady

come," The old lady said and stood at the curb in front of the

more, said goodbye to the old lady, and went to the hotel he had

he found Sylvia, her red lips were slightly curled, "Mr. Davila, you came just

in his throat, because several men and women dressed extremely fashionable ran over to him, surrounded him and started styling him before he

was like attending an award ceremony, making

what are

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Brock was on the verge of a breakdown. Sylvia

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and the magnificence of it was evident. Aettosa’s ministers, bigwigs, and some wealthy businessmen

tycoon Donald and his brother Louis, the president of the Global

sent someone

other families in terms of offspring, but Clare, the only son of the Hipps family was very competitive. He was not only artistic and well-educated, but also managed

Presidential Cabinet, he would certainly

were envious of how grand Queena's birthday party was, and

highly of Old Mr. Hipps and

a great reputation worldwide. He must

the Air Force for so many years. I wonder

really in a

help but smile a lot. "Clare will be there soon. The International Piano Competition was also a success. He will register in the

to be a military graduate, but later he became a pianist, which surprised all of us. We even thought we would quit the military

pianist since she was a child, and he won the first prize in a children's piano competition at a young age. He missed his sister all these years, so

at the

stepped into the banquet hall, heard Queena say

"Mom ... do you play the

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