Chapter 23

“On the contrary, Mommy said that we should always learn a thing or two about our ancestry. In fact, Mommy is a fan of antiques. Otherwise, Mommy couldn’t have come up with her unique designs of ‘Victorian-style antique jewelry‘ back in Stoslo.”

Nolan’s father chuckled. “Then, I would really love to meet your mommy one day.”

Daisie felt triumphant as she had finally gotten her grandpa’s attention on Mommy!

Nolan glanced at Waylon, who was standing beside him. The little boy raised his hand and wiped his cheek, then he turned around and gave Nolan a seemingly unfriendly glare.

Unexpectedly, the boy’s glare reminded Nolan of someone else.

“The last time I saw you, you had a mole on the corner of your eye.”

Waylon rubbed the corner of his eye and said defensively, “I drew that on.”

lost!”

the little girl laugh so gleefully, he somehow found himself laughing along with her. Perhaps he was getting old and starting to like the idea of spending time with

was getting late, so Nolan sent Waylon and Daisie back to

be going

him. Holding her brother’s hand, the two of them

he was lost in his thoughts while he watched their backs as they entered the front door. He had never suspected them of being his own

took out his cellphone and called

At the Vanderbilt manor…

asked again about what happened six years ago?” Leila walked toward Willow and sat

a little suspicious of me. Especially since that b*tch, Maisie, came back, he’s been paying her

made up a story, giving Nolan the false impression that what had happened back then was all a

she had seen the two of them getting in the same car before driving off. Nolan had not come home

been too afraid to ask Nolan, so obviously, she

 it! That little b*tch was plotting against us. That day at the dinner, she was clearly trying to sabotage us, giving us a

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