"Oh dear. Thanks, Mr. Spencer. Thankfully you picked it up. I'm so careless."

Yerick opened his wallet to check that everything was inside.

"It's a small matter if I lost my money, but my mom's photo is inside, and I only have one. I can't lose it."

Yerick stared at the photo in the wallet with sad eyes.

"Your mother..." Wesley began.

"My mother's no longer around," Yerick said sadly. "This was her last photo. She died when I was very young. Look, Mr. Spencer. Isn't my mom beautiful?"

Wesley took the wallet and saw the small photo inside. A young, beautiful woman looked back at him with a bright smile.

Shock flashed past Wesley's eyes when he saw the woman's face. His mind buzzed, feeling as though it was going to explode.

How could it be her?

Wesley was completely shaken. He couldn't believe what he saw.

That woman looked so familiar. He didn't know if he saw it wrongly, but she looked so similar.

him.

snapped back to attention

and asked, "How

very sick. She was all skin and bones when she died because she couldn't eat or drink anything. All treatment proved useless," Yerick

lowered his head, his eyes glistening with

was only 10 years

corner of Wesley's lips twitched as uneasiness crept up his

"What about your father?"

as he spoke, but he tried his best

with fury at the mention of his father. "I don't know who he is. He

fell. "Did your mom never

my mom about

say anything.

that my

velod

couldn't be

all?" Wesley asked. "Did your mom tell you what your father did, or other

think. "No, but one time, I overheard my mom over the phone. That was when I realized why my mom didn't want to tell

"Why?" Wesley asked anxiously.

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