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    But no one was paying attention to the butler’s amazement at that moment. Seeing Charles still standing there with his mouth hanging open, Elliana couldn’t help but tease him a little. “Are you going to invite me inside, or should I just stand out here all night?”


    “Oh! Right!” Charles snapped out of his daze and quickly stepped to the side. “Ms. Marsh, pleasee in!”


    Without missing a beat, Elliana revved her motorcycle’s engine and rode it straight through the open gate into the Henderson family’s spacious courtyard. Her riding style was absolutely captivating—confident, graceful, and fearless all at once. Both Charles and the butler found themselvespletely entranced, following her every movement with their eyes as if they were watching a performance.


    As Elliana smoothly parked her bike and turned off the engine, the butler leaned toward Charles, still lookingpletely bewildered. “Mr. Henderson, are you absolutely certain that’s Ms. Marsh?”


    “It’s definitely her!” Charles confirmed, his voice full of wonder and excitement.


    “Quickly, go tell my parents that Ms. Marsh has arrived!” Charles eximed, his voice bubbling with excitement as he instructed the butler, certain that the pretty girl standing before him was Elliana. “And inform Barbara too. She never stops talking about her dear Elliana. Now that Elliana is finally here, she’ll be over the moon!”


    “Yes, Mr. Henderson!” the butler replied, hurrying upstairs to spread the news.<fn6277> ???s ??????? ?s ?????? ?? find·novel</fn6277>


    Charles approached Elliana with such excitement that he stuttered, “Ms. Marsh, you…”


    Elliana caught his thought before he could finish. With a soft smile, she said, “Yes. I’m still alive. I came at night because I have something important to discuss. Let’s talk inside.”


    “Of course!” Charles said quickly, stepping aside to wee her in.


    As they entered the living room, Gatlin and Eloisa came rushing down in their pajamas, just as Charles had.


    To the Henderson family, Elliana was no less than a savior. She had healed Charles’s legs and brought Barbara back from the verge of death.


    Gatlin’s and Eloisa’s eyes glistened with gratitude, and thetter’s shone brightest. Tears streamed freely as she looked at Elliana.


    For years, Eloisa had lived a mother’s nightmare—one child gone missing since the tender age of two, one stuck in a wheelchair, and thest one left paralyzed. Elliana had pulled her out of that dark abyss by healing two of her children. For this, Eloisa held Elliana in high regard.


    Eloisa sped Elliana’s hands tightly, her voice trembling. “Ms. Marsh, thank heavens you’re alive! I always believed that a life savior like you would be blessed and wouldn’t die so untimely.”


    Gatlin’s voice joined hers, heavy with emotion. “Yes, Ms. Marsh. I always suspected that you were still out there.”


    “Dad, Mom, Ms. Marsh must be tired after traveling sote. Let her rest a bit,” Charles said.


    Eloisa quickly wiped her tears and guided Elliana to the sofa.


    Gatlin and Charles sat respectfully on either side, their gazes on Elliana warm and full of gratitude.


    Barbara’s voice quivered with gratitude. “Elliana, I owe this new life to you. I don’t—”


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