“Toph, there’s no need to go through all this trouble again.” Renee spoke, her voice filled with sincerity. She looked into Toph’s eyes and confessed, “I am not Pamela.”

Toph’s hands trembled, almost causing the instant noodles to spill. Despite mentally preparing himself, hearing the admission directly from Renee still came as a shock.

Renee extended her hand and continued. “Let’s get to know each other again. My name is Renee Thompson. Thompson…”

She paused, biting her lip before continuing, “As in Melvin Thompson’s Thompson.”

A moment of silence hung in the air before Toph murmured, “So you’re indeed Melvin’s daughter.”

Renee questioned, “Indeed?”

Toph looked up, explaining, “We always felt that you resemble him, so we made an educated guess, and it turned out to be correct.”

lowered her head, a soft smile gracing her lips. “I hope I never

Nicholas and Aunt Linda? Do you know how desperate Aunt Linda was to see

contact with him as if it could keep them apart. Deep down, she knew they could never truly bridge the

if… and I’m just saying ‘if’ here, if your mother had

“Of course!”

you should understand why

called out her name, surprising himself with how effortless it felt. “That’s not a reason for you to deceive others, especially people like Uncle

“Toph, you said you’d do anything for your mother. Can’t you

she recounted the whole

the initiative to invite him this time. Fred had prepared coffee and pastries in advance, specifically instructing the staff not to make them too sweet, as

tidied his hair and adjusted his tie, practicing a

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