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.

was aging. He believed that any young people would

just offered a hand and didn't think much

getting off the plane, the old lady smiled, "Thank

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

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

said goodbye to the old lady, and went to the

curled, "Mr. Davila, you came just in

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

was like attending an award ceremony, making

what are you

party,” Sylvia said 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

was on the verge of a breakdown. Sylvia

soon

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

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

someone over

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 managed the family business well. Succeeding his

he entered the Presidential Cabinet, he would certainly achieve

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

president really thinks highly of Old

is young and talented, and enjoys a great reputation

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

was really in a good

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 next month, and my husband said Clare gotta

but later he became a pianist, which

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 a young age. He missed his sister all these years, so

at the mention

heard Queena say this and her face froze.

her, whispered, "Mom ... do you play the piano? Did you

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