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When he heared the words, Edwin's dark eyes sparked with intensity. "Where is she?"

"We haven't pinned down her location yet, but we found a picture of a little girl taken by a reporter during a dance recital," came the response. "Send me the picture, now," Edwin urged. His voice was laced with impatience.

A notification from WhatsApp buzzed on his phone, and he tapped it open. His eyes were instantly blazing with a mix of shock and recognition.

The birthmark on the girl in the photo was eerily similar to the one his mother bore. It was perfectly situated on the girl's beautiful shoulder blades.

The photo captured only her silhouette. Her face was obscured, but the girl's graceful posture was undeniable - a slender waist, long legs, and the elegant curve of a neck glistening with beads of sweat.

A satisfied smile played at the corners of Edwin's lips.blf this was indeed his sister, she seemed to be living a life of grace and poise.

for the girl. A beacon of hope was now illuminating

the phone from Edwin's hand, her face a mask of sorrow and reproach. "Edwin, they're all picking on me, and you won't even defend me. Not even grandma takes my side. Doesn't anyone love me anymore?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access

Edwin's phone. Her heart skipped a beat. Had her brother already

tears. Pretending to have

is it that lan can accept Clara despite her inability to have children, but he rejects

exactly what kind of man lan is. If it weren't for my and his friendship, do you think you could

her head in forlorn

any further," Edwin said, unceremoniously dismissing her with a wave

birthday banquet was still underway when lan, seizing an excuse, took Clara and

her lashes betrayed her pretense. Ian didn't call her