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.

He believed that any young people would

a hand and didn't

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

going? Do you want me to drive you?" Brock

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

to the old lady, and went

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

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

was like attending an award ceremony, making him, who was used to wearing casual

Andrews, what are

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

Sylvia was so busy that he didn't have time

was soon 7

Manor was lit up and the magnificence of it was evident. Aettosa’s

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

sent someone over to celebrate Queena's birthday

seen the Hipps family's position in Aettosa was very solid. Although the Hipps family 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, but also

the Presidential Cabinet, he would certainly achieve a

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

highly of Old

and enjoys a great reputation worldwide.

Force for so many years. I wonder when Mr.

really in

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

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

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 at

the mention of this

heard Queena say this

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

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