Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1199 Remarkably Intelligent

"Oh, really?" She seemed surprised, then looked at my mom without hesitation and said, "I didn't know she was from Yare."

I smiled faintly. "Not this mother here, but my biological mother. Her name was Lucille Avila, and she was probably from a noble family in Yare."

"In that case, I wouldn't have known her. Our family is just middle-class. In Yare, we're just an ordinary family." Hana's response was quick, and she was clearly distancing herself from any connection.

If their family was really ordinary, how could they afford to send their daughter abroad for further studies, especially to Monora?

I wasn't swayed by her words and said gently, "Some changes happened in my family. My father was framed, my mother was killed, and I lost all my childhood memories. Later, I found out that my current parents were not my biological parents. Back then, some people wanted to kill me, and they saved me, allowing me to live."

"Oh... is that so? You don't remember anything from before?" she asked.

"Yeah, I don't remember anything from my entire childhood. My memory only starts from before the high school entrance exam, so I want to understand Yare. I'm especially interested in the Avila family in Yare, since that's my mother's maternal family. That's why I felt a special kind of connection to you when I heard you were from Yare and had the Avila surname."

sitting beside me in the rocking chair.

not remember

covered

that, I chuckled internally. My mother's name sounded natural when she said it, and I was sure she had intentionally avoided the topic earlier. She probably knew about my mother's family and might even have some connection to them. After a moment of thought, I began to recount the events I knew to Hana. "I couldn't do anything about any of it. It happened when

one day, my father was reported dead. He was on the same flight as Atlas's parents' when their plane crashed. My mother was deeply in love with my father, and she was devastated. but her sharp mind sensed something suspicious about my

and uncovered the truth, only to be ruthlessly killed. She made my favorite fried chicken on the day she passed away. But when I returned from school, I had lost my

narrated

quietly.

memory?" Hana asked, scrutinizing me, and her face unconsciously became cold. At this moment, her expression showed

my head. I explained to her how I had learned

interrupting me, but I could see fluctuations in

I finished, she sighed softly. "I didn't think such ruthless people could exist. Does your biological father know that your mother is

practical question, and I wanted to