Chapter 66

Ever since Yolanda vanished into thin air, the bracelet went MIA too.

Martin never thought he’d lay eyes on that eyesore of a bracelet again in this lifetime. But out of the blue, boom, there it was, after all these years.

The image of that little munchkin, showing off the bracelet with such glee, popped into Martin’s head. Something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he turned his head slightly, his thumb absentmindedly caressing the “y” etched on the bracelet. His gaze inevitably shifted to Marian.

She didn’t much look like Yolanda as a rugrat, and the way she looked at him was all strangers and defense. Yet, she was about the same age as Yolanda would’ve been.

He hadn’t missed her earlier remark. “Even if I was your so-called sister, I wouldn’t go with you. I’m living the good life now, with my mom, dad, and brother who adore me.”

“Did your folks adopt you?” Martin asked.

Marian nodded briskly, “Yeah, they found me and just kinda took me in.”

“When did they find you?”

Marian pouted, “What’s it to you? I’m not gonna go with you anyway.”

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After saying that, she stepped forward, trying to snatch the bracelet from his hand, “Give it back, I gotta get to class.”

Martin let go.

Marian grabbed the bracelet back, tucking it behind her like it was her precious, still eyeing Martin warily, as if she was worried he’d pull a fast one.

Martin couldn’t help but chuckle at her guarded look. He glanced at his watch and said to her, “Looks like your ride took off. I can drop you off at school.”

he hit the

“No need. I can walk.”

saw the elevator doors open,

followed and pressed the button for

more on guard. “What are you up to? I told

bother my parents. If they find out their adopted daughter’s real

a young Yolanda, who back then was looking out for

wariness deepened at

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you don’t mind, I’d like you to take a DNA test with me. Grandpa’s

outright, “What do I care if he’s old and worried about his granddaughter?

Martin frowned.

find my birth parents. My parents now are my real parents. They’re good to me and I don’t want to do any DNA test. If it

out like she was escaping

chuckled at her eagerness to avoid him and followed her out.

car pulled away, she didn’t forget to stick her head out the window and yell at Martin. “Stop looking for me! No matter who I am, I’m not going back with

her barking and watched as she drove off. Then he hailed a cab and followed.

In Brandon’s car

in silence.

demeanor calm and composed, seemingly

Brandon spoke up softly,

“He’s pretty easy on

and turned to Brandon, “Looks like good genes

at her and curled the corner of his

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