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.

they saw her, they

of things and asked, “So,

had never mentioned having any relationships with the Jonesons from Blayda!. Moreover, she thought her mom came from

that, your mom is my biological

heard of the Jonesons from Blaydal. About twenty years ago, the Jonesons’ daughter ran away from her

Joneson loved his daughter so much and was afraid of ruining her image, he suppfessed the news and did not

did not expect that she had such a close relationship with the incident that caused a huge stir at

never found any trace of her.” Nicholas wiped his tears. “Our family’s only daughter ran away with a man

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

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

Sculptor?

frowned. “Isn’t my dad a carpenter?

high price, but my dad was never satisfied

who had toned down his talents and become a carpenter in a small town for decades. Perhaps this is love. To be willing to give

parents are. Can I

hesitated and explained, “My mom has gone missing, and as for my dad… He

it hard to believe. “Missing? How did

can a living person suddenly go

knowledge. “Back then, Dad and Mom got into an

her home and carried on with the wedding.” Nicholas frowned

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