Summer had just entered the airport when she realized she had forgotten to give something to Mandy. After a quick phone call, she headed back to the exit to find Mandy.


    As she walked out, she unexpectedly came across a heartwarming scene of her foster parents and Mirabe embracing each other.


    Dressed in something other than her usual ck, Summer stood still, her eyes fixed on the family of three that seemed so out of ce to her. Her grip on her bag tightened unconsciously.


    It was indeed ironic. She had never seen the Davis family treat her with such warmth.


    To anyone unaware, they might think this family had always known their biological daughter had been switched at birth.


    A slight smirk yed on Summer''s lips, but she quickly dismissed any thoughts of family affection. She didn''t need it anymore.


    Her phone rang. It was Mandy.


    "Summer, are you out yet? I just brought the car around to the front," Mandy said, peering out the car window as she spoke.


    Summer, watching the Davis family walk towards the main gate, replied calmly, "Wait a bit, I''m not there yet."


    Mandy, now depending on her daughter, agreed without hesitation, "Okay, I''ll wait."


    "Alright," Summer hung up.


    Inside the car, Mandy put down her phone and, out of boredom, picked up a magazine to read until she heard a knock on the window. She then opened the door and stepped out.


    "What was it you had for me?" Mandy asked.


    Summer pulled her gaze from the parking lot and hummed in acknowledgment before taking out a card from her bag, "Here, take this card. The PIN is..."


    Mandy took the card, hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Is this from them?" Summer''s expression remained neutral, "Yes."


    Hearing this, Mandy''s smile softened, "Once you''re there, make sure to learn well from the professor. Our family is counting on you now."


    Summer, used to Mandy''s changed attitude, nced at the time, not wanting to prolong the conversation, "I should go then."


    "Take care, and just send me a message when you''re about to board the


    connecting flight," Mandy said, looking every bit the caring mother.


    Summer waved nonchntly and turned back into the airport.


    **


    Meanwhile, James drove back to the small town.


    With a light drizzle falling outside, Delh, who had initially nned to visit the cemetery first, decided to wait on the hotel due to the


    nove


    unrelenting rain.


    The couple, concerned about how Catherine''s death might affect their daughter, kept engaging Mirabe in conversation to stabilize her mood. Seeing her gradually calm down, they felt slightly relieved.


    Mirabe''s phone buzzed. After checking Messenger, she looked up at her parents with a raspy voice, "Mom, Dad, I need to step out for a bit."


    Delh, instinctively gripping her arm, asked, "Where are you going?"


    Mirabe sensed her worry and softly replied, "Just next door. James needs to talk to me about something."


    Hearing it was just James, Delh slowly let go, "Then be quick."


    Mirabe nodded and stood up to leave.


    Her slender figure was a sight that tugged at the heartstrings. Delh sniffled and leaned against her


    husband''s shoulder, "How could


    Catherine just leave us? Mira was just saying we should invite her over for Christmas."