Chapter 971 She looked to be about eight or nine years old, with long, black hair that reached her shoulders, a pink bow on her head, and serene, grapeâlike eyes.
She seemed unfazed by the surrounding comments. She remained calm and made no unnexessary expressions on her face. She looked to be only eight or nine years old, but her gaze belonged to a girl ten years older.
Adeena stared at her a bit longer, and the more she stared, the more she wanted to stay staring.
For some reason, this little girl seemed very familiar to her. But Adeena usually did not listen to piano music, and nor did she attend piano concertos. So she would not have encountered this little girl, but why did she seem so familiar?
âYoung Lady Melody, please get in.â The bodyguards pulled open the car door and respectfully asked the young lady to get in.
The girl nodded. As she bent down and was about to get into the car, she suddenly froze.
She felt an intense gaze. People often stared at her, and she was usually the focus of their attention.
She should have long since become accustomed to these kinds of stares⦠She slowly turned her head. Her gaze swept over the crowd and landed on a woman not far away.
In that instant, Melodyâs eyes suddenly widened.
She swung her body around and hastened in toward the womanâs direction. âYoung Lady Melody!â The bodyguards were shocked and promptly dashed after her, but they were blocked by the mob, who wanted to get an autograph. Adeena watched all this as the little girl rushed toward her. She thought she was in her way, so she quickly stepped aside to give way. However, the little girl latched onto her wrist. Grief had emerged onto her cold face, and tears welled up in her once emotionless eyes.
âMommy!â
The little girl was choking up with tears that were trickling down. Adeena immediately held her steady.
âLittle girl, are you mistaken? Iâm not your mommy.â If her child was still alive, they would be three or four years old. It was impossible for them to be eight or nine years old⦠Melody stared at her with teary eyes. The face before her was without the shadow of a doubt, her motherâs face.
As she got closer, she realized that this face and her mommyâs was a little different from what she rememberedâ¦
Did she mistake this stranger, who had a similar face to her mommyâs, to be her because she missed her mommy so much and thought she had returned⦠She raised her hand and wiped her tears away with her sleeve. Her voice was still choked up.â What, whatâs your name?â
When Adeena saw her cry and felt her hot tears fall on the back of her hands, her heart clenched in pain. She slowly said, âMy name is Adeena. What about you, whatâs your name?
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Adeena.
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L Adeena. âHer name is just like Mommyâs. I canât possibly have mistaken her for someone else!â âIâm Melody Winters⦠No, Iâm Melody Daugherty!â After her mommy disappeared, she and her brother changed their surnames. âMommy still doesnât know that we changed our surnamesâ¦â
âI havenât seen Mommy in four years, and Iâve gotten bigger, so I look different from before. Mommy probably doesnât recognize me because of that.â The little girl stared at her with wide eyes. The cold look in her eyes faded away like a tide, and the depths of her eyes were filled with hope. Adeena smiled. âYour name has a pleasant ring to it. Melody. What a great name.â âYou, you donât remember this name?â Melodyâs eyes grew wider. âItâs me, Melody Daugherty, Mel! Mommy, Iâm your beloved daughter. Why donât you remember me?! I finally found you, Mommyâ¦â