Chapter 450: Chapter 450: 394: You Are

Daisy Zane finished work and returned to the hotel, where she had dinner and took a bath.

After becoming friends with him, it took two hours for her to receive a message from William Lane.

[Hello, I am William Lane.]

Young Master Lane spent two hours editing his message, which consisted of seven words.

Last night was Olivia Lane’s birthday, and Old Master Lane came back from Oxford City for the occasion.

After seeing Daisy Zane, William’s expression was somewhat dazed.

The first thing he did after finishing the auction was to visit Old Master Lane at the hotel room and tell him about this matter.

However, when he reached the door, he hesitated for a moment and then left.

At the rooftop of the Doomsday Hotel, although Daisy was obviously stunned upon seeing him, her gaze toward William was unfamiliar afterward.

It seemed like she didn’t recognize him.

And since she was in Imperial Capital, why didn’t she go home?

Was it that she didn’t remember, or were there other reasons?

He needed to figure it out first.

So before Old Master Lane returned to Oxford City, he didn’t mention it.

Daisy looked at the message on her cell phone and, after hesitating, she replied with two words: [Hello.]

William Lane: [Do you have night filming tonight?]

[No, finished work.]

It took a while for William’s side to respond, but it indicated that he was in the process of typing…

Daisy threw her phone on the tea table, opened a bottle of wine, and returned to find William still typing.

About a minute later, William sent a message: [When are you available? Can we meet?]

Daisy looked at the message for a while and replied: [I have an hour tomorrow noon.]

[Alright, I’ll come tomorrow.]

Daisy thought about it and sent him a location.

William Lane: [Go to bed early, don’t stay up too late.]

[Hmm.]

After ending the chat, William was both excited and distressed while holding his phone.

He looked at the family portrait in his room.

Daisy Zane now looked very different from before.

In fact, they could be considered two completely different people.

The person now looked nothing like her past self, but the moment he saw her, he recognized her immediately.

He was certain that she was Charlotte Lane, his sister.

She had grown up well and had always been by his side.

He had just talked to her.

Yet Daisy’s messages were very distant, and their interactions were like those of strangers.

He had missed his sister’s life for a whole ten years.

Thinking about it, William opened Daisy’s social media.

Daisy’s social media… various math and chemistry problems, practice handwriting, and… piano music.

In one video, the hands playing the piano belonged to a child.

And the posting dates on the social media were very concentrated, with a lot of updates in a certain period, and then no updates for a long time.

It didn’t look like a friend’s circle, but more like a collection of practice questions.

William suddenly remembered that at one gathering, Harton Clark brought a child with him.

What did they say?

The child was Harton’s girlfriend’s child.

Harton had a girlfriend and then got married.

So… that child…

William suddenly stood up and paced around the room a couple of times.

Compared to the fact that Charlotte married Harton Clark, the fact that she had a child was even more shocking to him.

Whose child was it? How did the child come to be? The child was so old already.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

His sister was only twenty-three!

William’s blood boiled, and his vision went black.

He picked up his phone and called Allonzo Hobson right away.

He didn’t call Harton because he knew he wouldn’t get anything out of him.

Especially after last night’s incident.

Now, when seeing Harton, his sharp tongue would know no bounds.

William had no interest in seeking discomfort.

He hurriedly called Allonzo Hobson, asked him about it, and then hurriedly hung up.

Knowing that the child was not Charlotte’s, William thought about the child’s appearance and suddenly found the child quite cute.

“Tsk, I should have given a more generous meeting gift.”

William slept full of regrets.

The next day, he drove to the hotel location Daisy had sent him yesterday.

He waited until noon.

He ordered food and then sent Daisy a message telling her the exact location and asked her to let him know when she was done at the film set.

Half an hour later, Daisy replied to his message.

Once he received the message, William began serving the dishes.

About ten minutes later, Daisy arrived.

As the door opened, William saw her and suddenly stood up.

From a distance of three or four meters, Daisy felt William’s nervousness for a moment. She glanced at him and said calmly, “Sorry, I was held up at the film set, and you’ve been waiting for a long time.”

“No, I haven’t been here long either,” William said.

Daisy didn’t say anything more, entered the private booth, and walked over to the table. William pulled out a chair for her, and she sat down without hesitation.

William also sat down, looking at Daisy with a tender gaze, tinged with caution, “Is filming tiring?”

“It’s alright.” Daisy took off her coat and put it on the chair.

William looked at the school uniform she was wearing and suddenly felt a sense of deja vu.

It seemed like just ten years ago Charlotte was still at home, attending high school. Today at noon, he had come to school to pick her up for lunch.

When Daisy saw him staring at her school uniform, she explained, “I’m filming a school drama.”

William came back to reality: “Oh. Let’s eat first—don’t delay the afternoon’s filming. I’ve heard that Morris is quite a scolder.”

Daisy raised an eyebrow: “His bad temper is indeed famous.”

William put on gloves, took a shrimp, and started peeling: “I’ve heard a thing or two.”

“He doesn’t dare to scold me,” Daisy said, “and he can’t out-scold me.”

William smiled and placed the peeled shrimp on Daisy’s plate: “As long as you aren’t bullied.”

Seeing the shrimp added to her plate, Daisy hesitated for a moment then went straight to the point, “Do you have something to ask me?”

As William peeled a shrimp, he suddenly pressed too hard, and his fingertip hit the sharp end of the shrimp head, causing blood to appear. He took a tissue and pressed it against his finger, “I…”

Seeing that he had difficulty speaking up, Daisy said, “Do you want to ask if I am Charlotte Lane?”

“You are.” William said firmly.

Daisy was taken aback, and then she smiled and said, “So sure? Because I went to the rooftop of the Doomsday Hotel? I unlocked that door? You must have heard that I’m a great hacker. I even once saved Olivia’s life. A door lock is nothing to me.”

Daisy purposely said this because she was curious why he was so certain.

After all… her appearance had changed significantly from before.

Moreover… she didn’t seem to resemble anyone in the Lane family.

William looked at her for a moment, then took out his phone and opened an album. He handed the phone to her, “These are all photos from before I turned thirteen.”