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.

lady was aging. He believed

offered a hand and didn't think much about

off the plane, the old lady smiled, "Thank

Do you want me to drive you?" Brock

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

old

"Mr. Davila, you came just in time. I just

to say were forced to get stuck in his throat, because several men and women dressed extremely fashionable ran

was speechless. It was like attending an award ceremony, making him, who was

Andrews, what are you doing

start to help Sylvia with her styling. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

long, Brock was on the verge of a breakdown. Sylvia was so busy that he didn't have time to

soon

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

Louis, the president of the Global International Piano Association, also came. It could

sent someone over to

was not as prosperous as 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,

Presidential Cabinet,

birthday party was, and

the president really thinks highly

enjoys a great reputation worldwide.

of the Air Force for so many years. I wonder when Mr. Hipps

in a good

will be there soon. The International Piano Competition was also a success. He will register in

graduate, but later he became a pianist, which surprised all of us. We even thought

the piano is his hobby. As you know, my daughter has been a talented pianist since she was a child, and he won the first prize

the

banquet hall, heard Queena say this and her face froze. Playing the

"Mom ... do you play the

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