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.

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

just offered a hand

plane, the old lady smiled, "Thank you, you are really a

going? Do you want me to drive you?" Brock thought the old lady was quite nice

family will come," The old lady said

to the old lady, and went to

her red lips were slightly curled, "Mr. Davila, you came just in time.

men and women dressed extremely

later, Brock looked at himself in a black suit and was speechless. It was like attending

what are

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

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

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

Global International Piano Association, also came. It could be

also sent someone over to celebrate Queena's

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

the Presidential Cabinet, he would certainly achieve a

of how grand Queena's birthday party was, and they all began

thinks highly of Old

enjoys a great reputation worldwide. He must have a

the Air Force for so many years. I wonder

in a good

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 next month, and my husband said Clare gotta start from

he became a pianist, which surprised all of us. We even thought we would quit

was a child, and he won the

the mention of

had just stepped into the banquet hall, heard Queena say

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

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