Queenie's face was red, and she started feeling embarrassed.

Jack was usually a straightforward person and would seldom say such honeyed words. However, with Luca and the kids present today, he was acting rather unusual.

Rainie said from the side, "Grandpa and Grandma do have a very close relationship."

Luca smiled and softly squeezed the child’s little hand. After all, girls were different from boys. What they desired was different as well.

Just then, the servant served sliced fruits and cake. Queenie said, "Come, have some cake and fruits."

Kids loved sweet stuff, so they all took a slice of cake.

Rainie was considerate and served her grandparents a slice of cake each. Then, she served another slice of cake to Luca. "Ms. Luca, have some cake."

Luca shook her head and said, "No thanks. You go ahead and help yourself."

Rainie nodded and sat down beside her. She started taking small mouthfuls of cake, enjoying herself very much.

Luca continued looking at the photos. When she saw one of the photos, she noticed the date stated on the photo. It was the year she was born.

In that photo, Jack and Queenie were both standing side by side with bright smiles on their faces.

She pointed at the photo and asked, "Mr. and Mrs. Norman, when was this photo taken?"

Jack looked at the photo and was astonished. Then, he looked at Luca.

'It’s impossible that Luca doesn't know that’s the year when she was born...'

Luca was also looking at him.

Queenie placed the cake down and looked at the photo. Her gaze seemed focused as she explained, "This photo was taken the year I found out I was pregnant. At that time, I was pregnant with Bianca. It had only been about a month, and my tummy wasn't that big yet."

Tommy heard it and looked at the photo. He then said happily, "So, you were pregnant with Mommy in this photo. Grandma, does that mean Mommy was in your tummy at that time?" "Yes.” Queenie recalled the tough time she endured when she was pregnant back then. Then, she recalled the incident that occurred much later when Allison ruthlessly kidnapped her beloved daughter, making her suffer from the loss of losing her daughter for more than 20 years.

of her arrival. Hence, we were very happy. In fact, all parents in this world are the same. Even though your mom has forgotten a lot of things and even forgotten the happiness of being pregnant with you

kids looked at each other after listening to Queenie. Then, they all nodded

though lying was wrong, they would still lie to protect their mother. After all, they had gotten their

lost her memories and had

to Queenie educating the kids. It was as though she was afraid the kids might

She just went abroad to further her studies. Wait until everything is done, and she'll definitely be back. This is her home, and we're her family. We're her most

a hidden meaning to

anything else but for Luca to understand his

to and regardless of what problems she was

was feeling melancholic while listening to

she could not

to bring the kids home. After all, they

their intention to go back, Queenie offered to have the driver send the kids back,

felt troubled. She was staying in Luke's villa now, and it was quite far

be very tiring for the

had no idea whether or not Luke was already

the maid's shift had ended, no one would be there

thought about it, and when he was about to speak, Lanie spoke first, "Grandma, you don't have to ask the driver to send

look at the kids. 'Luke has already arranged

at the Norman household, Luca told Zander to go back first since Luca planned to stay a little longer. She said she would just call for a cab to bring the kids back home

Luke

late. Hurry and go home. Otherwise, you kids won't have

nodded and left

the window and waved her hand to Jack and

answered and drove the

of the Norman household,

Master Blanche sent me a message. I don't think it has even been half an hour,”

in the front passenger seat. He was

he said was to protect her and to keep the secret of her living

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