Mrs. Olsen had suffered from poor sleep for many years, so when the villa of the Olsen family was being renovated, particular attention was paid to sound insulation.
Whether it was the living room or the bedroom, soundproofing cotton had been installed within the
walls.
Therefore, Mrs. Olsen didnât hear any noise outside the door while she was dining.
Seeing so many people rush in at this moment, she was slightly startled.
Only after hearing Keiraâs voice did she begin to look at the photo in her hands.
Keira was looking at her earnestly, her eyes full of expectation!
She knew that her actions today were somewhat impulsive, the best course would have been to do a stealthy DNA test with Mrs. Olsen first, then acknowledge each otherâ¦
But she couldnât wait.
She looked so similar to Lady South in the photo,
almost as if they were cast from the same mold, so they must be blood-related!
Therefore, she was sure that she was Mrs. Olsenâs daughterâ¦
Keiraâs eyes were eager as she carefully watched Mrs.
Olsen.
Mrs. Olsen, upon seeing the photo, showed a trace of surprise on her face. She looked up at Keira, and then at Mr. Allen who had followed them in.
Mr. Allen spoke first. âMrs. Olsen, do you find the person in this photo familiar?â
Mrs. Olsenâs expression was puzzled as she glanced again at Keira.
Her gaze slid back and forth between the photo and Keira, her brows slightly furrowed.
Mr. Allen once again probed. âDonât you think Miss Olsen and the person in the photo should be blood- related?â
Mrs. Olsen frowned looked at Keira again, and after a
moment, cast her gaze downward, slowly saying, âThe person in the photo and Keira do indeed look very
similar. Considering the age, Keira, is this your grandmother?â
Grandmother?
Keira immediately seized on the implication in Mrs. Olsenâs words and froze on the spot. âMrs. Olsen, you, you donât recognize the person in the photo?â
Mrs. Olsen looked perplexed and asked in return. âShould I recognize her?â
Keira turned, puzzled, to look at Mr. Allen.
Mr. Allen, clearly stunned by this turn of events, looked at Mrs. Olsen incredulously. âIsnât this Lady South?â
Mrs. Olsen frowned immediately. âYou mean my mother? No, it isnâtâ¦â
Keira was instantly bewildered.
She felt as if she had been doused in cold water, extinguishing the hopeful flames that had just risen!
She looked dumbly back at Mr. Allen.
Mr. Allen was also flabbergasted, staring at the photo in disbelief. âThis isnât Lady South? How can it not be Lady South?â
Mrs. Olsen gave a bitter smile. âHow could I possibly not recognize my own mother? This definitely is not my mother.â
Aunt South, who stood by her side, quickly stepped forward to glance at the photo and shook her head. âThis isnât our Lady South. She has a red mole between her eyebrows.â
Mr. Allen was astounded, looked down at the photo, then back up at Mrs. Olsen.
Mrs. Olsen and the woman in the photo didnât look
alike at allâ¦
He frowned tightly. âWhatâs going on here?â
Mrs. Allen immediately stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and pinched it hard. âYou couldnât possibly have remembered the wrong person, could you?â
Mr. Allen was taken aback.
Mrs. Allen looked puzzled at Keira. âKeira, even if this person isnât Lady South, there must be some relation
to you. Could she be your paternal grandmother? Or possibly your great-grandmother?â
Otherwise, they couldnât possibly look so similar!
Mr. Allen immediately tugged at her. âWhat nonsense are you talking about? Keiraâs father is Mr. Olsen!â
Mrs. Allen then realized she had misspoken.
She glanced subconsciously at Taylor, then at Keira, and suddenly leaned into Mr. Allen, whispering, âDonât you find it strange? Keira also doesnât look like Taylorâ¦â
âShhâ¦â
At this point, both were a little afraid to speak, considering the major blunder they had caused.
Keira dumbly watched Mrs. Allen, her chin tightened, not saying a word.
Mrs. Olsen looked at the photo again.
The woman in the photo, who looked very similar to Keira, gave her an inexplicably familiar feeling, but she couldnât recall where she had seen her before.
Life in Clance was all over twenty years agoâ¦
Mrs. Olsen lowered her gaze and handed the photo back to Keira, just about to say something, when she suddenly noticed Ellis standing beside her; the
moment she saw him, Mrs. Olsen was slightly startled. âYou are?â
Ellis stepped forward immediately, âMrs. Olsen, I am Ellis Olsen from the Clance Olsen family. My third uncle sent me to extend his greetings to you on his behalf.â
Third Uncle, Olsenâ¦
Mrs. Olsen swayed, almost losing her balance, but she was steadied just in time by Aunt South.
She looked at Ellis with astonishment, her eyes suddenly becoming a bit hazy.
As if looking through him, she saw his uncle⦠the man who masterminded everything with great strategy.
Mrs. Olsenâs complexion turned two shades paler.
âShirleyâ¦â
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Mrs. Olsen tightened her jaw, took a deep breath, and asked almost frantically. âWhy have you come?â
Ellis responded with a smile. âYou invited the son of the Hill family to Oceanion for a visit. When my third uncle found out, he sent me along to have some fun⦠Mrs. Olsen, are you well-acquainted with my third uncle?â
Ellis carefully observed Mrs. Olsen.
His third uncle, a man who had never married, with a peculiar temperament and significant influence, was the current head of the Clance Olsen family.
Therefore, he had no choice but to heed his uncleâs
words.
In his entire life, Ellisâs third uncle had kept his distance from other women, but he specifically instructed Ellis to greet Mrs. Olsen and casually chec if she was doing well.
What relationship did the two have?
As Ellis pondered this, he saw Mrs. Olsenâs face turn slightly pale, yet she quickly regained her composure and said indifferently, âI only have a casual
acquaintance with your third uncle.â
Her fingers clenched tightly inside her sleeve.
Taylorâs gaze fell on Isla; he then looked down and said lightly, âMr. Olsen, while youâre here in Oceanion, let Isla show you around.â
As soon as these words were spoken, Mrs. Olsen tensed up immediately, glancing at Taylor.
Taylor forced a smile, leaned closer to her, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear. âShirley, let Isla and her cousin spend some time together to foster a relationshipâ¦â
Mrs. Olsenâs fingers unconsciously clenched tighter as memories of a night more than twenty years ago, when she and Ellisâs third uncle lost control, flashed through her mindâ¦
Afterward, she found herself pregnant, so she fled Clance and came to Oceanion with Taylor, where she gave birth to Isla.
Her complexion grew increasingly pale, and she almost faintedâ¦
Taylor immediately said, âMr. Olsen, Mr. Allen, Shirley isnât in good health today, so we wonât be able to entertain everyone any longer!â
Ellic looked at Mro. Olgen with confusion and ranliad
âAlright.â
Isla and Jake stayed behind while the rest of the
visitors made their way out.
Keira turned around in a daze, ready to leave with Mr.
Allen.
She felt like a joke.
The thing her heart yearned for never responded; it was all just wishful thinking.
She lowered her head and walked toward the doorâ¦
Mr. Allen, full of guilt, felt that he had been too hasty. How could he have mistaken the person?
He hesitated, wanting to apologize, but he didnât kn what to sayâ¦
Mrs. Olsen watched them.
As the group headed out, Ellis unintentionally stood next to Keira, walking side by side. His pretty eyes made Mrs. Olsen to space out momentarily.
Then suddenly, Mrs. Olsen remembered something⦠She remembered.
The woman in the nhata who looked almost avantly
like Keira was Ellisâs third uncleâs mother in Clance!
Ellisâs grandmother!
But how could this be?
Mrs. Olsenâs pupils slowly contracted as she
unbelievingly looked toward Keira!!
Today, Aunt South had shown her the DNA test report of Keira and Taylor. Indeed, Keira wasnât Taylorâs daughterâ¦
This had already puzzled her
She didnât understand; the amniocentesis for the child in Poppy Hillâs womb had been compared with Taylorâs DNA, confirming paternity, so why was the child born
not his?
Could it be that Poppy had tampered with the DNA?
But at this moment, she suddenly understood!
Keira looked like Ellisâs grandmother because his third uncle was Keiraâs father! The third uncleâs mother was Keiraâs grandmother!!
â¦Keira was her and the third uncleâs daughter!!