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Bella nodded, her determination clear as she spoke, "I've already had someone look into who she's been in contact with before."

"It's not easy to trace," Gregory asserted confidently, continuing, "When you went to see Jane yesterday, someone with an agenda probably spotted you. They'd want to erase any trace of their past, moving faster than us in covering their tracks."

"Instead of chasing shadows, the best move is to lay low for now. Let the dust settle, and once their guard is down, we can start connecting the dots."

"But the contact I've had with my mom yesterday and today goes way beyond the normal interactions between a designer and a client."

I raised my concern, "Wouldn't it be hard to shake off their suspicion?"

This shadowy figure's tactics bore a striking resemblance to another from two years ago, both adept at staying concealed. Deeply cunning, they wouldn't easily let their guard down.

Herbert squinted thoughtfully, "Sis, how about we publicly announce Jane as your goddaughter?"

"That way, we have a legitimate reason for your recent frequent interactions with Jane, offering her protection in plain sight."

"Then, about Jane..."

Bella was eager to reveal my background tonight, but the thought of the unseen adversary remaining at large left her worried.

She looked at me, concern in her eyes, fearing I might be upset.

Gregory and Herbert's plan, "Mom, I think Gregory and Uncle Herbert are right. Compared to living a peaceful life in the future, how and when my background is revealed isn't really

reach was

we were still clueless about

their efforts, they hadn't gained anything from their meddling, with only my background being

a deep breath, "Alright, then. I'll announce you as my

boast

rang. It was Christine, saying she

got up to meet her,

up straight on the couch, his

him, "Looks like he's

out of the lounge, I headed towards

more guests had arrived, and as I emerged from Bella's lounge in my eye-catching outfit,

asking for my contact details, which I politely

the banquet hall, an

hadn't sent an invitation to

followers came over to chat, "You look stunning, and your aura

designer, Elena? You must be

polite, "Thank you, yes, I am. And Ms. Taylor... we're quite