“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.”

her head, a soft smile gracing her lips. “I hope

Uncle Nicholas and Aunt Linda? Do you know how desperate

down, she knew they could never truly bridge the gap between their

silence. “Toph, if… and I’m just saying ‘if’ here, if your mother had an incurable disease,

“Of course!”

why

out her name, surprising himself with how effortless it felt. “That’s not a reason for you to deceive others, especially people like Uncle Nicholas and Aunt Linda. You… You deceived and hurt them.

your mother. Can’t you understand that

as she recounted the

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

tie, practicing a

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