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    “I’lle back now. I’ll take over hosting the guests for my grandmother.”


    After hanging up the phone, Eileen quickly packed a few clothes and drove to the Vazquez mansion with Gabri.


    A few hourster, Bryan returned home from work to find his wife and child gone and the room dark.


    At the Vazquez Mansion,


    Eileen set off at noon with Gabri. They arrived at the Vazquez Mansion at five in the afternoon.


    As the sun began to set, the house was bathed in a warm, yellow light.


    As soon as Eileen exited the car with Gabri, a servant immediately took their luggage and showed them inside. Le was overjoyed to see them return. She staggered out, supported by Adide, to greet them warmly.


    “Why did youe back without telling me?” Le asked.


    Eileen set Gabri down, and the child scampered off to y. Eileen then helped Le sit and took the wooden box from the servant.


    “I’ve taken it out. I think we should keep it ourselves. It holds more meaning for us here, and we can look at my mother’s photos whenever we want,” Eileen said.


    Le eyed the wooden box with aplex expression. After a long pause, she said,


    “Eileen, I heard that your adoptive parents in Onnd didn’t treat you very well.”


    “My adoptive father passed away a long time ago. I actually had two adoptive mothers. The first left after a divorce, and the second raised me. It’s only because of her that I have what I have now.” Eileen hadn’t said anything about this, but she figured Le must have learned some of it through her investigation.


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    When Le heard her words, she wasn’t surprised but did feel a deep sympathy for her. After a moment of hesitation, she asked,


    “So, you’ve never really felt a father’s love, have you?”


    Eileen hesitated before nodding. She had never experienced such affection, only the hardships brought on by Lowell, who was always violent.


    “So, have you ever thought about meeting your father?” Le inquired further.


    “I’ve never thought about it.” Eileen shook her head.


    “Maybe you should think about it now,” Le replied.


    After mulling it over for a bit, Eileen responded,


    “If he has his own family now and is living well, I don’t need to disrupt his life. If he’s not doing well, maybe I can help, depending on the circumstances.”


    Tears began to fill Le’s eyes. She sobbed, turned her head away, and seemed at a loss for words.


    “Grandma, did I say something wrong?” Eileen gently patted Le’s back.


    “You didn’t.” Le shook her head, tears streaming down her face.


    “You think just like your mother. When she discovered she was pregnant… the date your father’s wedding had just been announced. She went to see him once more and asked if he truly wanted to marry his fiancée. He said yes, and then, your mother returned home. She deleted all his contact information and stored everything she had with your father in this wooden box. She kept it at the club for decades.”


    Dottie had never reopened the box; it was evident she had been resolved not to disturb Keith.


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