Chapter 1052

At that moment, Michal heard the movement of the octavo box falling

on the floor, and she put down the book in her hand and turned around

to walk over.

"Cecelia, it's okay. It's all very old, very old stuff. My grandparents

passed away many years ago, and I was going to get someone to

clean it all out. If it's broken, it's broken.”

Cecelia crouched on the ground, her fingers frozen in mid-air, and she

felt hesitant to pick up the photo.

The old, yellowed black and white photos look decades old.

A extraordinarily beautiful and youthful girl was standing in a pavilion,

less than twenty years old, and full of vitality.

Just ... the same.

Cecelia had seen this face. It looked just the same as Joyce. Although

Cecelia had not seen Joyce a lot, every time she felt so impressed. And

she simply could never forget the outstanding beauty and special

temperament.

Now, the person in this old photo in front of her simply looked too much

like Joyce.

Michal walked over to Cecelia and crouched down in the same way.

She saw that Cecelia was in a daze, and with the picture falling on the

floor, she reached out and picked it up.

When picking up the photo, she accidentally touched the mechanism of

the octave box.

"Click, click, click!" After a few sounds, the eight-tone box played a

beautiful and melodious piano music. To Alice.

The crisp sound of mechanical reeds echoed clearly in the old

mansion, as if telling an endless distant story.

"Whose picture is this? How come I've never seen it before?" Michal

looked at the photo curiously, pawed it in her hand, and said to herself,

"She looked so beautiful. Is it Mia?"

She turned the photo over.

At the foot of the photo, the word "Mia" was written.

Michal's eyes shone brightly and she hurriedly turned the photo right

over and said excitedly to Cecelia, "Cecelia, Cecelia, this is Mia. Oh my

God, she looks as beautiful as a fairy even in such a photo, and just

how beautiful she must be!"

Cecelia actually had a premonition just now.

An old photo in the Cole family's ancestral study in an octavo box.

Who could it be?

It must be a memory that they didn't want to recall, but couldn't throw

away. Who else could that be but Mia, the pain of the Cole family?

“Look, there's a name on the back of the picture, it says Mia. It's really

Mia. My God, Mia has been living in everyone's memory, and it's the

first ime I've seen a picture of her. The Cole family had such a stunning

beauty.” Michal deliberately turned the back of the photo over to

Cecelia, "I can't believe we have found it."

"Hmm."

Cecelia's expression was already frozen, and she only responded

subconsciously.

In fact, she felt so astonished. She just squatted there and the

numbness in her legs was gone. She felt a tingling sensation all over

her body even up to her scalp.

Now she felt just so confused.

Mia... Joyce looked so much like Mia!

How was that possible?

Obviously the two were completely unrelated, so why would they look

just the same? She then took another look. Although she did find some

nuances from their appearances, overall they still looked unusually

similar.

Not only did they have a similar face, they even gave her a similar

feeling.

Joyce was a bit more chilly, with a bit of handsomeness, while Mia was

more gentle.

If it was possible for the two to be so similar without blood relations, she

could not imagine.

"Cecelia, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with the picture?”

Michal asked with concern when she saw that Cecelia was not looking

right.