Judging by her appearance, she seemed to have endured hardships for quite some time. It wasn't surprising if she had a hearing impairment.

But it filled Pearl with bitterness. If this woman truly was her biological mother, Pearl would feel immense sorrow for her, considering the suffering she must have endured wandering outside.

Both she and Beah were daughters of the Jordan family. At home, Beah was lavishly adorned, while this woman suffered greatly outside. Fate indeed played tricks on everyone.

Pearl helped the woman sit on the sofa, but she awkwardly pulled away from Pearl's touch.

"It's okay. Just sit. Don't worry," Pearl reassured her.

She had initially assumed the woman was reserved. But then, the woman whispered, "I'm very dirty. I haven't showered."

about dirtying the sofa with the dirt on her body. Pearl felt even more convinced that this woman might be her biological mother. Her demeanor was refined, evident

rest. I'll help you with

speak again. "Why don't I shower now? Please help me

woman's size. She was slim and almost had

fetched a set of clothes that fit her. She placed them considerately nearby. "You can shower here. Let me know if you need

shakily. "Thank

"You're welcome."

Pearl discreetly plucked a hair from her

Richard

him the strand of hair. "Let's do a DNA test to

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