?<strong>Chapter 947:</strong>


    Suddenly, she understood why Carrie had seemed so familiar—the cool,posed expression in her eyes and the distinctive shape of her brows mirrored Kelsey’s mother perfectly.


    Liam detected Kelsey’s shift in demeanor and probed, “Have you thought of a specific person? A focused investigation would significantly improve our chances.”


    “No,” Kelsey responded, shaking her head emphatically in denial. Anyone else seemed usible, but surely not Carrie! After all, Carrie represented the Morrison family’s crowning jewel.


    If her mother had fallen in love with someone from the Morrison family back then, why would her grandparents have opposed the match so vehemently? The Hinks and Morrison families upied equivalent positions in wealth and influence. Throughout all of Mothor, no family matched the Hinks more perfectly than the Morrisons.


    This realization brought a wave of regret washing over Kelsey. If only Carrie were indeed her rtive. Such a brilliant and capable young woman, with the Morrison family’s backing, would undoubtedly elevate the Hinks legacy to unprecedented heights.


    Liam sighed deeply. “This makes our task extraordinarily difficult—like searching for a needle in a haystack.”


    Hearing these words, Kelsey exchanged a meaningful nce with her husband, their eyes reflecting shared disappointment.


    “Is the Hinks family fated to end with me?” Kelsey whispered, her voice barely audible.


    Jacob reached for Kelsey’s hand, gently stroking her skin in aforting gesture.


    He said, “It’s alright. If this search ultimately proves fruitless, when we reach our twilight years, we’ll leave Alethea sufficient funds for afortable life and donate our remaining assets, transforming our personal journey into something meaningful.


    We’ve umted immense wealth, and despite our caution, perhaps some questionable decisions lie in our past. Maybe this is karmic bnce at work. When that timees, we’ll explore the world together, fulfilling your mother’s dream. You may lead the Hinks family, but you remain your own person. You’ve dedicated countless years to the family name—eventually, you must live for yourself, and for me.”


    “Alright.” Kelsey nodded in agreement.


    Had Alethea overheard this conversation, she would have been utterly devastated. Despite her years of unwavering dedication, she would have learned the painful truth—the Hinks couple had never intended to bestow control of the family empire upon her.


    Carrie returned to the banquet hall, blending seamlessly back into the conversation. After a while, Kyson leaned in casually and asked, “Where did you go just now?”


    She didn’t overthink it and replied softly, “I stepped out for some fresh air, just to clear my mind.”


    Kyson’s lips curled into a knowing smile. “Bored already? I know a great spot where we can rx and have some fun.” His eyes lit up, as if he had been waiting for this opportunity.


    Carrie hesitated. Instinctively, she wanted to refuse, but no immediate excuse came to mind. Instead, she stammered, “No one has left yet. It wouldn’t be appropriate for me to leave first, would it?”


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