Chapter 439

She could count the number of middle-aged women she knew on one hand.

She could count the number of middle-aged women she knew on one hand.

Beatrice? No! Waverly? No! Felicity? No! Gwendolyn? No! Sophia? Yes, that's right. My mother.

This woman resembled Sophia, her mother in name.

She didn't remember much about Sophia's appearance because the latter passed away when she was still a child.

However, Sophia's blurry facial features tucked away somewhere in her memory resembled this woman's.

Moreover, this Aplothian woman's name was Sofie. All of these reminded her of her mother.

Artemis seemed to have noticed the sudden change in Bailey's mood and asked, “What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

Bailey pursed her lips and shook her head. “I'm fine. Seeing Ms. Carr brings back memories. I'll tell you more after the banquet is over.”

Maybe I'm overthinking this, and I've got the wrong person. My mother perished in that fire. No remains could be found. How can this woman be my mother? Wait. There were no remains? There was nothing left of her body...

As she honed in on that phrase, mixed emotions overwhelmed her.

Is there such a coincidence in life? There were no remains discovered in that fire, not even a piece of clothing. Only an empty casket was buried. Then, an Aplothian woman returned after many years with a similar name and appearance. Is it really just a coincidence?

nice to meet you. I've

rang outside beside her ear, jolting Bailey back to

her head and realized that Sofie and the others

could see serenity in Sofie's

eyes. Perhaps only people who had gone through many ordeals and

Sofie shook hands with Artemis, she beamed. “I'll be relying on your care and guidance

“No problem.”

for he was quite distracted. All his attention was on the woman

gaze shifted away from

Jefferson family. You guys are a match made in heaven, as though you're destined to

her right hand

slender fingers with a complicated

extended her hand for a handshake. She then said casually, “Did you used to live in

sometimes we find strangers who look alike too. I guess I must be fated with your old friend to

Artemis and stated, “It's quite crowded here. I'll go outside

feeling unwell, I can send you back first. There are

have this troublesome brat to accompany me, so nothing will happen to me. You guys can continue chatting. I'll go out and take a breather and

and sighed. “Fine, then. You have a mind of

that, he looked toward Zayron and instructed, “Look after your mother. Give me a call

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