illow wasn’t suspicious at all, nor did she bother foced the way Heather addressed her. She nodded and fummmesd in response

    Heather’s hand wastrembling, even more intensely now. He was wife in the wealthiest man in Yarrowinere, but her hands were shaking

    She was bring so careful with it as it s?se were dealing witha tovaluable treasure,

    Was Willow the beloved daughter she had lost?

    Heather’s heart was filled with hope, but she was also afraid that it was all abig misunderstanding. Boulding her fingers across the bback /bof Willow’s head, she mummited, “Mrs. Ziegler, there was a strand of gray hair over here. Let me plock it for your

    Willow was startled for ba /bmoment. “I’ve never realized that I have gray hair.

    Heather gently plucked off a strand of ck hair and let it rest on her palm. Then, she put on some fresh clothes for Willow. When she clected around to do the button, she slowed down, tears welling up fnberryes

    It willow was actually her daughter, then it would have been years siner thest time she’d fastened the listtons for her littlegid.

    She didn’t touch her little gid until 22 yearster. That moming dew timed into frost as they talked to each other.

    |“Mom, I want a lollipop “

    “Sure, I’ll buy one for you, my bdear/b, Hold my hand High.”

    “Mom, the lollipop is so bswert/b. I want to be with you forever.”

    Recalling the past almost made Heather have arternotional meltdown,st r found herself to hold it in.

    It was too eady to celebrate right bnow/b. She needed to do the bDNA /btest ?n

    immediately and get to the bottom of this. She had to find her beloved daughter and give her everything she had.

    At that moment, Juljam

    Lam opened i

    edoor and came lit. He had probably heard about what happened.

    Heather hid the tears in her eyes and said, “impable timing, Julian Stay with Willow. Somethinge up, and have to leave now.”

    He nodded and saw her out the door. Now that something like this had fuppened, there was no point to stay in the party.

    Julian and bWillow /bbade their farewells to the Wilsons, who hosted the banquet. Richard and Kate apologized to them over and over, promising that they would never invite Dorothy to their future parties.

    Once they were in the car, bJulian /bwanted to inspect Willow. She turned sideways and looked out the window, her tone nonchnt

    “It’s just a ss of red wine. Moreover, you were wrong in the first ce. It’s only normal that Mrs. Gibson was angered.”

    “Be mad at me, then ” He grabbed her hand and made her p his shing face. As her fingers touched his cheeks, she didn’t strike him. It was kind of pathetic to

    do it this bway/b.

    Julian stated at Willow’s cheeks and gulped. “Should we head backie Grandview Manor or your bne /b

    She grinned indifferently. “pulian, bis /bsex all you everthink about?”

    He frowned slightly, and his eyes darkened. “Willowb, /byou have too low an opinion of me. Do you think being alone with you is all about having sex?

    Willow couldn’t care bless /babout the answer to that question. Leaning on her seat, the responded icily, “I’ll have to take a rain check. There’s an auction tomorrow

    “Julian, I’ve thought it throughb. /bYou’re not going to set me free either way. Sob, /blet’s satisly each other’s needs for a wide. In any case, It’s a good deal. It’s not like you’re hideous or anything like that.

    “But you ran forget about having a rtionship. Something like that is a luxury reserved for the rich and powertul. Meanwhileb, /bI’m just an orphan who doesn’t. deter strone as dignified as you.

    Snowy along and picky

    bick /byou up. It’s been a while

    Julian had a temble look on his face, but for suppressed his arger and responded, “Once the auction is overb, /bI’ll bring 50 since you’ve sera Snowy Doo Don’t youandes your dog

    Needless to say,

    Willow missed wy

    The night was bdark /band serene.

    Timothy was sitting in the lounge and trading a document when Heather came home in a nash, looking disoriented and lost