Chapter 23

“On the contrary, Mommy said that we should always learn a thing or two about our ancestry. In fact, Mommy is a fan of antiques. Otherwise, Mommy couldn’t have come up with her unique designs of ‘Victorian-style antique jewelry‘ back in Stoslo.”

Nolan’s father chuckled. “Then, I would really love to meet your mommy one day.”

Daisie felt triumphant as she had finally gotten her grandpa’s attention on Mommy!

Nolan glanced at Waylon, who was standing beside him. The little boy raised his hand and wiped his cheek, then he turned around and gave Nolan a seemingly unfriendly glare.

Unexpectedly, the boy’s glare reminded Nolan of someone else.

“The last time I saw you, you had a mole on the corner of your eye.”

Waylon rubbed the corner of his eye and said defensively, “I drew that on.”

lost!” Daisie

did she know, the old man had let her win. Seeing the little girl laugh so gleefully, he somehow found himself laughing along with her. Perhaps he was

so Nolan sent Waylon and Daisie back to Seaview

be going now,

the two of them hopped their way into the front

while he watched their backs as they entered the front door. He had never suspected them of being his own children, but when he found out they were Vanderbilts, he began

his cellphone and called

At the Vanderbilt manor…

walked toward Willow and

and bit her lip. “I don’t know why, but I have a feeling that Nolan is a little suspicious of me. Especially since that b*tch, Maisie, came back, he’s been paying her a lot

false impression that what had happened back then was all a scheme laid out

Vanderbilt manor, she followed them out. To her surprise, she had seen the two of them getting in the same car before driving off. Nolan

too afraid to ask Nolan, so

 it! That little b*tch was plotting against us. That day at the dinner, she was clearly trying

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