Chapter 120

Very soon, Anya had finished cooking, so Lola stopped arguing with Blake and held Elspeth’s hand while returning inside, leaving an angry man behind them.

At the dining table, Nicholas kept spacing out and could no longer suppress his curiosity. So, he looked at Elspeth’s familiar-looking face and asked, “Elspeth, may I take the liberty of asking a question?”

Smiling, she agreed. “I can feel you’re overflowing with questions. I don’t mind. Just ask away. I will tell you everything I know.”

He nodded and asked, “What is your father’s name?”

“My father…” Elspeth seemed to have spaced out. “His name is Davion Lynwood.”

Instantly, the atmosphere at the table froze.

Seeing that Nicholas was silent, she added, “What’s the matter? Do you know my dad?”

“I don’t just know him. Elspeth, do you remember your mom’s name?”

After a moment’s silence, she answered, “Helena Joneson.”

When he heard that familiar name, his eyes teared up uncontrollably. He wanted to express the truth but realized Lola and Blake were still present. Therefore, he suppressed his urge to speak to avoid making Elspeth feel awkward.

“That’s all. What a nice name. Maybe I’d mistaken her for another person.”

Once lunch ended, Elspeth took the chance when Lola and Blake returned to the garden to head to Nicholas’

room.

and Anya were inside. When they saw her, they inexplicably began to shed tears.

Elspeth had figured out the gist of things and asked,

Blayda!. Moreover, she thought her mom came

is my biological sister and your grandfather’s

ago, the Jonesons’ daughter ran

not release

had such a close relationship with the incident that caused a huge stir

for your mam for ages but never found any trace of her.” Nicholas wiped his tears. “Our family’s only daughter ran away with a man called Davion Lynwood, and my dad was so pissed that he needed to

felt her heart skip a beat as she would never have imagined her gentle and frail mom to

was a well-known sculptor back then, so he might have treated your mom

Sculptor?

carpenter? How

under the alias, Litchi. Back then, his artworks were speculated at a high price, but my dad was never satisfied with him because he was an artist that needed to travel far and wide to gather inspiration. Also, Dad wasn’t convinced


moment, Elspeth could not help but sigh when she remembered her father, who had toned down his talents and become a carpenter in a small town for decades. Perhaps this is love. To be willing to

are. Can I visit them?” Nicholas’ eyes were glimmering, full

explained, “My mom has gone

believe. “Missing?

living

explain according to her knowledge. “Back then, Dad and Mom got into an argument. Mom

ran away, I should’ve brought her home and carried on with the wedding.” Nicholas

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