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.

were Larro locals, and the old lady was aging. He believed that any young

offered a hand and didn't think much about

lady smiled, "Thank you, you are really a good

drive you?" Brock thought the old lady

family will come," The old lady said and

more, said goodbye to the old lady, and

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

the words that Brock wanted to say were forced to get stuck in his throat, because several men and women dressed extremely fashionable ran over to him, surrounded him and started styling

a black suit and was speechless. It was like attending an award ceremony, making him, who was

Andrews, what are you

and sat down in her seat. Brock then saw the men and women start to help Sylvia with her styling. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

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

soon

it was evident.

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

the president also sent someone over to celebrate Queena's birthday

other families in terms of offspring, but Clare, the only

Presidential Cabinet, he would certainly achieve a

Queena's birthday party was, and they all began to congratulate

the president really thinks highly of Old Mr.

talented, and enjoys a great reputation worldwide. He must

been in charge of the Air Force for so many years. I wonder when Mr. Hipps will serve in the

was really in a good

and sat in the main seat, couldn't help but smile a lot. "Clare will be there soon. The International Piano Competition was also a success. He will register in the Air Force

military graduate, but later he became a pianist, which surprised

playing 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 in a children's piano competition

sighed at the mention of this

who had just stepped into the banquet hall, heard Queena say this

arm beside her, whispered, "Mom ... do you play the piano? Did you learn it as

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255