"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?!"

placing a hand on her

me earlier that you have such an impressive

an eyebrow, smiling. In his mother's family, impressive individuals were abundant,

wasn't particularly remarkable—she

is considered an outsider," Daniel mentioned 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. Except for the surname, everything else I have comes from my mother's

was weighty and pristine, documenting

through, she found photos of senior Kinglakes, even pictures of them shaking hands

in the past." Daniel smiled. "The Kinglakes today can't compare, but

and aunt's photos

Daniel's mother. His aunt was also beautiful,

asked her with a smile. "She's

a renowned professor at the Cumulus City Theatre Academy, a famous dramatist! Many theater books

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