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.

were inside. When they saw her, they inexplicably

now, Elspeth had figured out the gist of things and asked, “So, I’m a Joneson.

from Blayda!. Moreover, she thought her

my

twenty years ago, the Jonesons’ daughter ran away from her marriage, allegedly

did not release the

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

My dad has been looking for your mam for ages but never found any trace of her.” Nicholas wiped his tears. “Our family’s only daughter

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

then, so he might have treated your mom well and not let her suffer any

Sculptor?

my dad a carpenter? How could he

from you too? He used to be a world-renowned sculptor 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 that

that 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

me where your parents are. Can I visit them?”

need to tell you something.” Elspeth hesitated and explained, “My mom has

to believe. “Missing? How did she go

a living person

to her knowledge. “Back then, Dad and Mom got into an argument. Mom ran out in a fit of anger

away, I should’ve brought her home and carried on with the wedding.” Nicholas frowned as a rage of fire burned inside

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