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.

the old lady was aging. He believed that any young people would think of their own

just offered a hand and didn't

the old lady smiled, "Thank you, you are

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

old lady said and stood at the curb in front of

to the old lady, and went

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

because several men and women dressed extremely fashionable ran over to him, surrounded him and started

in a black suit and was speechless. It was like attending an award ceremony, making him, who was used to wearing casual clothes, very

Andrews, what are you doing

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 Gøøglᴇ to

was on the verge of a breakdown. Sylvia was so busy that

was soon

was evident. Aettosa’s ministers, bigwigs, and

Donald and his brother Louis, the president of the Global International Piano Association, also came. It could be seen Queena was well

was said that the president also sent someone

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

Presidential Cabinet, he would

birthday party was, and they

thinks highly of Old Mr.

and talented, and enjoys a great

in charge of the Air Force for so many

in a

be there soon. The International Piano Competition was also

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

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 he

sighed at the mention

who had just stepped into the banquet hall, heard

was holding her arm beside her, whispered, "Mom ... do you play the piano? Did

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