Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Reflecting back, those pearl hairpins weren't from any famous brand.

Caroline had once asked around, and professionals had told her they seemed handcrafted, by someone exceptionally skilled, no less. Who could it be?

Now, Caroline understood.

It was Rebecca! A professional designer with more than enough talent!

Then there was...

Closing her eyes, Caroline remembered a photo she had seen on Francis' phone.

At the time, her focus was all on Sherilyn, who was captured leaving the dance studio with her colleagues!

"Ha, haha."

Caroline chuckled to herself.

Back then, her eyes had landed on Sherilyn immediately!

But she overlooked the colleague standing beside her!

In fact, Francis' photo wasn't of Sherilyn, but her colleague... Rebecca!

Caroline couldn't recall exactly where in the photo Rebecca was, but she was certain it was her!

Yes, it had to be Rebecca!

saw

in a daze; the person she had been searching for had been right there all along, under her very nose! ""Francis, you've kept this...

...

At the hospital.

Rebecca, the

came just in time, nothing

eyes might not

indeed due to staying

felt a bit embarrassed, "Thank you,

felt apologetic as she helped her out of the examination room, "Didn't think about that. Let's head back

and whispered, "Seems Mr. Francis was in a bad mood

for a moment,

facing a tough time. We'll see if he can get

later than them, probably discussing

drove them back to Sunset Ridge

...

At the Johnson Mansion.

but as soon as she stepped into the main house, she snapped back to

rummaged through everything, desperate

nowhere to

it be? Where have

more she couldn't find it, the more agitated Caroline became, turning the room upside

some point, staring at

"Grandma? Grandma..."