"Let's go." Daniel set down what he was holding. "I'll show you!"

Maisie followed him to the small building.

It was a white cottage. Although uninhabited, it was clean both inside and out. Maids cleaned it daily, and they smiled and nodded respectfully upon seeing Daniel and Maisie.

"This is where my aunt used to live," Daniel explained softly.

He opened the door, revealing a spacious living room connected to a long, bright corridor. Photos lined the corridor. The elegant, distinguished woman in those pictures was probably Daniel's aunt.

However, as Maisie looked at the photos, she felt a sense of familiarity.

"She's..." She furrowed her brow, pondered for a moment, then suddenly had a flash of realization. "Professor Kinglake?!"

smiled gently, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Yes, Whitney Kinglake. She's

didn't you tell me earlier that you have such an impressive

mother's family, impressive individuals were abundant, whether

wasn't particularly remarkable—she could be

his background, a rare instance. "You know I have the same father but a different mother as Linda. My dad abandoned her and her mother and then found my mother, which led to the current status of the Quimbys.

was weighty and pristine, documenting the

of senior Kinglakes, even pictures of them shaking

"The Kinglakes today can't compare, but they're still

aunt's

amazed by the youthful beauty of Daniel's mother. His aunt was also beautiful, with a touch of more

did you know my aunt?" Daniel asked her with a smile. "She's been retired for so

the Cumulus City Theatre Academy, a famous dramatist! Many theater books mention her. Besides, I know

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