Chapter 120

Very soon, Anya had finished cooking, so Lola stopped arguing with Blake and held Elspeth’s hand while returning inside, leaving an angry man behind them.

At the dining table, Nicholas kept spacing out and could no longer suppress his curiosity. So, he looked at Elspeth’s familiar-looking face and asked, “Elspeth, may I take the liberty of asking a question?”

Smiling, she agreed. “I can feel you’re overflowing with questions. I don’t mind. Just ask away. I will tell you everything I know.”

He nodded and asked, “What is your father’s name?”

“My father…” Elspeth seemed to have spaced out. “His name is Davion Lynwood.”

Instantly, the atmosphere at the table froze.

Seeing that Nicholas was silent, she added, “What’s the matter? Do you know my dad?”

“I don’t just know him. Elspeth, do you remember your mom’s name?”

After a moment’s silence, she answered, “Helena Joneson.”

When he heard that familiar name, his eyes teared up uncontrollably. He wanted to express the truth but realized Lola and Blake were still present. Therefore, he suppressed his urge to speak to avoid making Elspeth feel awkward.

“That’s all. What a nice name. Maybe I’d mistaken her for another person.”

Once lunch ended, Elspeth took the chance when Lola and Blake returned to the garden to head to Nicholas’

room.

were inside. When they saw her, they inexplicably

figured out the gist of things and asked, “So, I’m a Joneson. Is that

any relationships with the Jonesons from Blayda!. Moreover, she thought her mom came from an ordinary family because her dad was

biological sister and your grandfather’s only

Jonesons from Blaydal. About twenty years ago, the Jonesons’ daughter ran away from her marriage, allegedly to have eloped

news and did not release the man’s name or picture. Later, the matter was gradually forgotten, and

expect that she had such a close relationship with the incident that caused a huge stir at Blaydal

you know? My dad has been looking for your mam for ages but never found any trace of her.” Nicholas wiped his tears. “Our family’s only daughter ran away with a

have imagined her gentle and

was a well-known sculptor back then, so he might have treated your mom well and

Sculptor?

“Isn’t my dad a carpenter? How could he be

alias, Litchi. Back then, his artworks were speculated at a high price, but my dad was never satisfied with him because

she remembered her father, who had toned down his talents and become a carpenter in a small town for decades. Perhaps this is love. To be willing to give

parents are. Can I visit them?” Nicholas’ eyes were glimmering, full of

“My mom has gone missing, and as for my dad… He

found it hard to believe. “Missing? How

a living person

“Back then, Dad

wasn’t a reliable person! Back when Helena ran away, I should’ve brought her home and carried

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