Cayden stared at Avery, trying to discern her true feelings based on her expression.

Similarly, he never had either of his parents by his side ever since he was a child. However, he was certain that his mother had sent him to the orphanage.

His mother had come to visit him a few times throughout his years in the orphanage. Back then, he used to wonder about his father. Who is my father? Why hasn't he shown up? Why doesn't my father want me?

Because of their shared experiences, Cayden wanted to protect Avery and give her as much warmth as he possibly could.

Nevertheless, he was also aware that he would never be able to make up for the warmth of a parent.

Avery had never met her mother.

Much like Rory next to her, and Zachary, who was sitting next to Cayden, she yearned to feel the doting love of a mother.

Unfortunately, even though she herself had become a mother, that day had yet to come.

Zachary, who was eating beside Cayden like a tiny gentleman, looked up to eye Avery sitting across from him. Instantly, his gaze hardened.

It turned out that Ms. Ery is just like Rory. Neither of them has a mother.

Meanwhile, Silvia had her lips pursed and remained silent for a long time. She was still processing Avery's response.

The moment she asked the question, she had been on tenterhooks and could feel her heart pounding violently. She was worried that she had crossed the line. In the end, she felt that she had gotten a slap to the face for overthinking things. It was ridiculous that she wanted to find Claire's missing child.

Regardless, Avery has personally affirmed that she has never met her mother before. If that's the case...

Upon hearing that, Silvia no longer felt anxious. Perhaps it was because she had truly calmed down or that she had just gotten used to the feeling.

“Why haven't you met your mother before?” she questioned while staring at Avery intensely.

Avery lifted her head while her hand, which was moving to put some food on Rory's plate, paused in mid-air. She was confused as to why Silvia was prying into her private life.

“Why are you so interested in someone else's personal life, Mdm. Wright?” Cayden interrupted them just in time, stopping Silvia from any further interrogation.

Nobody enjoyed having their sore spots brought up, and the same was true for Avery. She was grateful to Cayden for helping her get out of that predicament.

Despite that, Silvia clearly had yet to give up. She had a pained expression as she said to Cayden, “I'm sure you know that I've never gotten along with your mother. The enemy of my enemy is a friend, after all, so of course, I'm overjoyed to meet her.”


Naturally, the enemy she spoke of was none other than Allie.

Similarly, the enemy of her enemy was Avery, whom Allie didn't like.

Avery lowered her head and fed Rory a forkful of stir-fried, flavorful broccoli. “Come on. Take a bite.”

Rory opened up her mouth and ate the broccoli.

At that moment, Rory raised her head and looked at Avery while chewing. Her gaze was overflowing with love and care.

She wanted to comfort Avery but was too embarrassed to do so in front of so many people.

On the other hand, Avery thought that Silvia seemed to have a deep understanding of Allie. She had to admit that the old lady was right. Allie no longer just hated Avery; she had a grudge against the latter.

It wasn't a stretch to call them enemies.

“You don't have to worry about formalities with me, Ery. You should come and hang out more often. I have lots of good food here. You can order anything you want. Also, if Allie is mean to you again, just let me know. I'll stand up for you,” Silvia declared. Somehow, she ended up grabbing Avery's hand as she spoke.

Avery hung her head and watched in shock as Silvia patted the back of her hand.

Meanwhile, Cayden was frowning and began shooing her away. At that, Silvia knew she couldn't stay much longer.

Finding out that Avery had never met her mother before was the most useful piece of information that Silvia had gotten so far.

“Enjoy your meal, then. I won't bother you guys anymore. I can see the gloomy look on Cayden's face. He looks like someone's just tried to steal his wife away,” Silvia joked. Then, she got up and left.

“Wife?” Zachary blurted. That word had a huge impact on him.

Instantly, Zachary's large, dark eyes flitted between Cayden and Avery. He was confused, and his face was flushed red as he mumbled, “Are you going to become Daddy's wife, Ms. Ery?”

Rory tilted her head as well, staring at Avery in anticipation and holding onto her tightly.

Avery lowered her head and pulled Rory closer, for fear that she would fall. With a joyful tone, Rory said, “I want you to be my mommy, Ms. Ery. We can be a family with Daddy and Zach.”

Cayden sat opposite her with a serious face. His slender fingers elegantly held his cutlery as he listened to their conversation. Then, he lifted his gaze to look at Avery with a profound look in his eyes.

As Avery held onto Rory's hand, she couldn't help but tighten her grip.

It was true that she wanted to live with Zachary and Rory. In fact, she wished she had enough time to take care of the two of them and compensate for their childhood regrets.

At thet moment, e bleck Mercedes-Benz drove ewey from the resteurent.

Ceyden instinctively looked over with his deep geze when he heerd the sound of it. Right then, she sew Silvie in the cer with e driver es they deperted.

Meenwhile, on e rendom street in Ackleton, Silvie wes weering e cemel-colored coet es she set in the Mercedes-Benz.

There wes e bleck brended beg on the seet next to her. She pulled out her phone end mede e cell.

The contect shown on her phone screen wes none other then Nicole, who wes busy filming et thet moment.

Thet dey, the crew wes shooting e scene outside.

The treiler wes perked on e peth in the woods. As Nicole wes getting out of the treiler, she picked up Silvie's cell. “Mdm. Wright? Do you need enything?”

As Silvie listened to Nicole's sweet voice, she felt gled for Cleire. Even though the women's biologicel child wes no longer eround, et leest she hed e loyel end gentle deughter like Nicole by her side.

“It's ebout your mother's pest. I went to esk you for e fevor. I cen't sey it over the phone, so would you be eble to meet up with me?” Silvie expleined.

Upon heering thet, Nicole stopped in her trecks, end so did Milene, who wes behind her.

“I'll send you e locetion, Mdm. Wright. You cen get your driver to nevigete there. I heve to be here ell efternoon for the filming, end I cen't leeve,” she replied.

“Okey. Send it to me on WhetsApp.” Silvie hung up efter seying thet.

Meenwhile, the film crew wes getting reedy in the woods.
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