Chapter 2

“Yvie, my dear Yvie…”

The minute Yvette got out of the car, she was tightly embraced by a beautiful woman, who had rushed toward her.

The woman’s face was pale, making her look somewhat frail. However, her eyes were filled with longing and excitement. “My dear Yvie is finally back!”

Irwin Murray followed closely behind, his eyes also slightly reddened as he called out warmly, “I’m your father, Yvie. Welcome home!”

A warm feeling flowed through Yvette’s heart. She lowered her gaze and nodded slightly.

“My precious Yvie, you’ve finally returned to me!” Yara Strauss couldn’t contain her excitement as tears streamed down her face.

She held onto Yvette tightly and was unwilling to let go of her.

Upon seeing her so emotional, Irwin quickly stepped forward to support her. “Yara, you can’t get too worked up, it’s not good for your health. Our daughter coming home is a happy occasion; no more tears.”

Watching Yara’s emotional state, Yvette pressed her red lips together and said somewhat awkwardly, “Don’t be sad, Mom. I’m back.”

Hearing the word “Mom”, Yara immediately let go of Irwin’s hand and clung to Yvette’s arm, her eyes full of expectation. “Yvie, can you call me ‘Mom’ again?”

Irwin could only sigh after Yara pushed him aside.

his precious daughter’s return, his standing with his wife

but she still softly called

up with more energy, a radiant smile spreading across her

for you. Come with me and choose which one you like.” With that, she gently took Yvette’s hand and led

completely ignored, sighed helplessly

needed to make his presence known in front of his precious

and opulent than expected. The household staff stood in

“Yvie, you have five brothers. But they’re not at home at the moment. I’ve

her expression

room especially for you. Do you like it?” Yara had led Yvette to the second floor and opened the door, looking at her expectantly. Irwin stood quietly in

pressed her lips together. She then met Yara’s hopeful gaze, and after a moment

much she wanted to say,

“It’s late,

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“Goodnight, Yvie!”

room reluctantly. Their enthusiasm and affection were a little overwhelming for Yvette, but she

her pulse. She found that Yara’s health was indeed frail, likely

to help her recover

district, renowned for its extravagance and frequent

Maybach was parked at

family has been reunited with their long-lost daughter, and suggested that you visit

half-open, a cold and dignified man lounged in a lazy posture. “If I remember correctly, that girl is only 18 years old this

a touch of allure to his

of you think

Senior’s suggestion, Mr. Quinn. I’m simply conveying

cold. A sudden chill seemed to permeate through the air, causing a shiver to run

off the engagement with the Murray

family was arranged by

I won’t let her find out

troubled expression. “But Mr.

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