"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?!"

her shoulder. "Yes, Whitney Kinglake. She's my

tell me earlier that you have

raised an eyebrow, smiling. In his mother's family,

particularly remarkable—she

abandoned her and her mother and then found my mother, which led to the current status of the Quimbys.

an album from an antique chest. The album was weighty and pristine, documenting the splendor of several generations of

senior Kinglakes, even pictures of them shaking hands with

today can't compare, but they're still considered an influential family in Cumulus

and aunt's photos are toward the

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

asked her with a smile. "She's been retired for so many

famous dramatist! Many theater books mention her. Besides, I know that many top actors were

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255