?Chapter 718:


    As the ne was about tond, Eileen was captivated by the vast snowy expanse outside the window. She seldom witnessed such extensive snowfall, and the boundless ins appeared strikingly beautiful. However, her admiration quickly waned after she disembarked. The cold was piercing!


    Wrapped in a thick down jacket, Eileen trembled and snuggled closer to Bryan, who protectively held Gabri in his other arm. Once inside the airport, where it was warmer, Bryan let Eileen go to retrieve their bags. Gabri clung tightly to his neck, refusing to let go.


    “Wait by the exit for us. I’ll be quick,” Bryan said to Eileen. The area was bustling with people.


    Eileen adjusted her hair and made her way to the exit. As soon as she stepped outside, someone seized her wrist, eximing, “Eileen! You must be Eileen, right?”


    Taken aback, Eileen withdrew her hand and rified, “Sorry, you’ve mistaken me for someone else.”


    “I can’t be mistaken!” The woman appeared to be in her forties, her skin well cared for. She continued, “You came from Onnd to reconnect with your family, right? Your name is Eileen Curtis, isn’t it?”


    Just the night before, Eileen had indeed introduced herself through texts. “Yes,” she confirmed.


    The woman instantly sped her hand, tears welling up in her eyes. “You are my family!” she eximed. Eileen, still uncertain, asked cautiously, “How are you rted to me?”


    The woman held onto her wrist tightly and led her away. As she dabbed at her tears, she introduced herself. “I’m your aunt. Your grandmother’s health is failing, and she’s been longing for you to return. We’ve been searching for you. She knows you’re here today and is eagerly waiting at home. We should hurry.”


    Without allowing Eileen time to process the information, she hurried her out of the airport and into a Ford valued at around one hundred thousand dors.


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    It wasn’t until they were in the car that Eileen remembered Gabri and Bryan were still at the airport. She quickly took out her phone and messaged Bryan, instructing him to check into a hotel with Gabri first. She would arrange for them to join her once she was settled.


    During the drive, the woman shared details about Eileen’s family background. Eileen’s mother had been a member of the Vazquez family, while her father came from a more modest background. After her mother had given birth to her, she had gone missing as an infant. Since then, her mother had searched tirelessly for her. A few years ago, her mother had fallen into a deep depression and passed away, leaving the Vazquez family in decline.


    Now, the family consisted of her father, Conroy Finch, and her nearly ny-year-old grandmother, Le Vazquez. “Your mother was the pride of the Vazquez family. She had a sharp mind for business, but tragically…” The woman, Gianna Vazquez, trailed off, her expression forlorn. The rest of her words remained unspoken.


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