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Chapter 351.1 Heartless (1)

Imogen remembered the days when she was bullied the most. She dreamed of her mother coming. back, holding her and promising to never leave, telling Imogen that she had friends in school and no one would bully her again.

But upon waking up, all she found was a cold bed and a dark night, causing her to curl up and cry helplessly.

Such dreams used to be frequent during her primary school days but became less and less as she grew older.

She couldn’t remember when was the last time she had such a dream. It had been about ten years

anyway.

Where was her mother? Whether she had remarried or not? Why was her mother so heartless to never come and see her? Did her mother already have another child, leaving her behind? Those were all questions Imogen would wonder in the past.

At times, she resented her mother for abandoning her, while other times, she wondered if there were reasons behind her mother’s actions.

Eventually, Imogen stopped expecting the role of a mother and stopped feeling angry towards her mother. She simply considered that such a person didn’t exist in the world.

After her father’s death, she managed to overcome many challenges over the years.

She had never imagined that they would cross paths again.

It was an unexpected twist of fate.

Her mother turned out to be the second wife of Walter of the Harrington family.

of Dad’s death? Did she

did she know that I am

her mother said at the hospital, and

mother must have

assuming that Grace was Imogen’s daughter, and continued to use Grace to

was

couldn’t help but

had longed for

stopped expecting, she still found herself pitiful and

wind brushed Imogen’s

chest, unable to express

streets of Jubilian City

walked for a long time and arrived at the Oplipton Sea.

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leaning against the railing, staring at the sea

Facebook notification sounded.

Troy’s account, but the tone and content were clearly from Grace: [Imogen, are

a moment and replied: [Yes.]

immediately connected, and the screen showed a beautiful little girl. The girl’s skin. was as white as milk, smooth as silk, and her eyes were shining brightly. She had a delicate and small nose, plump and rosy lips, and even two pieces of puff pastry at the

Imogen’s turbulent inner world calmed down a

surroundings behind Imogen and curiously asked, “Imogen, are you not attending the

Imogen smiled and raised her phone, showing

her little brows and worriedly said, “Then

show it to

want