Chapter 112

Chapter 112

Hailey gave a little twirl, the hem of her dress fluttering softly as she smiled sweetly. “Thank you, Stephanie.”

Stephanie gazed at Hailey as if she were a treasured gem, her face glowing with delight. She quickly said, “I’ll definitely buy more dresses for you in the future. You are so beautiful. It’s a pity not to dress up properly.”

Casey, who was at their side, held her forehead helplessly.

“Hailey, I’ve found the photo album for you,” Nicolas shouted from downstairs.

Hailey rushed out without even changing her clothes.

Casey knew that Hailey had just recovered from a serious illness, so she quickly took a coat and followed Hailey out.

Nicolas handed Hailey a thick green–covered photo album, his voice tinged with nostalgia. “This is filled with your mother’s photos–from childhood to adulthood, every stage of her life. Take your time going through them.”

Hailey took it. “Thank you, Nicolas.”

Casey helped Hailey put her clothes over her shoulders and sat down beside her.

The album was thick, its pages chronicling nearly the entirety of Valerie’s short life, from the very first page showing her as a newborn, through her years as a bright–eyed child of seven or eight, to a blossoming teen at fifteen or sixteen, and finally into her youthful prime around twenty.

As Hailey read, her eyes turned red.

For some reason, when she looked at these photos, it was as if she really sensed her mother’s existence.

When Hailey reached the middle of the album, she suddenly stopped. Her gaze lingered on a particular photograph, Valerie in her early twenties, dressed in a celadon–hued gown, holding a round silk fan. Her gentle, poised demeanor was accentuated by the tender gaze she fixed on the camera, as if looking upon a beloved.

Hailey pursed her lips slightly and looked at Evelyn. “Evelyn, who took this photo?”

Evelyn leaned over to take a look and slowly shook her head. “I’m not too sure about this either. I found it in your mother’s room, so I collected it.”

Hailey took down the photo and flipped to the back. There was a sentence on the back of the photo: It was taken on May 6th.

The handwriting was flamboyant and majestic.

“Can I take this picture?”

nodded and agreed.

carefully put away the photo.

Stellaris Restaurant.

the car and walked straight in. A waiter

sunglasses and said

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Chapter 112

Apr

“One moment, please.”

brought Catherine to the

bag on the table. She looked at the man in the private room and complained, “You

When he spoke, his voice was low and powerful. “Did you

you still can’t forget her. You’re really infatuated.” Catherine took out a small box from her bag and

a look. His cold and stern gaze softened.

much, why didn’t you fight for her when you were young? Now that she’s gone, you’re clinging to

“The

stopped him. Her voice was cold.

his lips. “No.”

Catherine’s usually arrogant and

sighed deeply and suddenly said, “How’s that

coldly, “She’s living a good life. The Medrano family dotes

“That’s good.”

left the private

downstairs, he met someone. Jackson only glanced at him indifferently before walking on his

Lester.” The man’s voice

looked at the man.

know each

looked at Jackson and smiled. His tone was calm. “I think we

trace of confusion appeared in Jackson’s eyes. He stared at Owen for a while and realized that

Owen nodded.

slightly. “I can’t believe you’ve grown up so

“Mr. Lester, let’s talk

Owen into the private room.

the private room, Jackson asked in

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