No Strings Attached

Hearing this, Brodie stood on the balcony, taking a deep drag of his cigarette and said, "I think so too. Maybe before my mom's accident, she looked a lot like Leonora."

lan spoke in a heavy tone, "Their handwriting is identical too, so there must be someone imitating the other for some reason, to the point where even my father couldn't tell them apart. That's probably why he never had any impression of Katherine. Because from the beginning, Katherine must have been posing as Leonora, and no one noticed until she got pregnant. That's when Leonora felt threatened and thought about getting rid of her."

Brodie had no objections to lan's analysis but frowned deeply. His voice was also very low. "So, I'm still a bastard, and my mom is still the mistress who can't show her face, right?"

Hearing the change in his voice, lan immediately reassured him, "If we want to know the truth, we should start by investigating Katherine's background. Now, we believed that her face must have resembled Leonora's. From this point, maybe we can find some clues."

Brodie slowly exhaled a ring of smoke. His voice was tinged with melancholy. "My mom wanted to try a desensitization therapy, but the doctor said that the strong stimulus could lead to two outcomes: either regain her memory or suffer a mental breakdown, becoming a complete psychiatric patient from then on."

Just an episode was enough to torment Brodie terribly. If she truly went crazy, what would he do? With this thought,

and Clara's safety. She's always been trying to find the person behind

me and my wife. You

Clara this happy, I'm glad for her. I hope the Hayes family's issues won't affect

matters. But as for you, with the Hayes family in crisis, I hope you can set aside your personal grievances and join me in facing our external foes. Not for anything else, but for Clara to have a stable home. Isn't

This wasn't the first time lan had reached out to him. Ever since lan found out he was part of the Hayes family, he had wanted him to take over the Hayes family business lan never treated him with the same rivalry for

view from the window, he took several puffs of his cigarette, then said, "How

smile immediately spread across lan's face. "Come to my

lan called Anders. "Come to my office