Wrapping his arms around his neck, Orin planted a big, wet kiss on Edwin's cheek.

Leaning close to his ear, Orin whispered in a childish lilt, "I haven't wished my uncle a Happy New Year yet. May your fortunes soar!"

The innocent tone in Orin's voice entertained Edwin, eliciting a robust laugh from him.

Reaching into his pocket, Edwin pulled out a giftbox and pressed it into Orin's palm, saying, "And I wish you health and heaps of happiness, Orin."

With a smile, Orin replied, "Thank you."

Then, his gaze landed on the petal birthmark that lay on the table. His eyes went wide with surprise. "Why do you have a picture of Aunt Clara? Do you know her, too?"

Edwin's heart skipped a beat at the question. Staring at Orin, he stammered, "What did you say?" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

album. He said it's from when she was in college, wearing her dance costume. She looked so pretty." Edwin felt as if the breath had been knocked out of

it at Rose's birthday bash?

word, Edwin scooped up Orin and

the kitchen, fixing breakfast. His brow furrowed at the sight of Edwin carrying Orin down. "Why is Edwin carrying

contain himself, set Orin down and handed Anders the picture. "Have you ever seen

it for a moment, then nodded nonchalantly. "Saw it once when

or something she drew on

dance club in

close, and Edwin's breath hitched. Struggling to keep his composure, he asked, "Has Clara ever been injured

"Don't you know about the time Heidi threw acid on her? After that incident, the birthmark seemed

sister he had been searching for all this time. Heidi had meant to obliterate that

down his face. He swiped at his eyes, only

first moment he saw Clara, it was as if he was looking at his own mother.

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