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    Den couldn’t help but steal a nce at Elena’s face, which bore an uncanny resemnce to her mother’s.


    Elena had delicate, mesmerizing features—her deep, expressive eyes and naturally wlessplexion radiated an almost ethereal beauty at first sight. Herposed and distant nature strongly echoed that of her biological mother, Jolie Harper. Her striking appearance left everyone captivated. Den inwardly remarked that Elena was undeniably the younger mirror image of Jolie.


    Despite Den’s lingering stare, Elena remained unbothered, maintaining her usual poise.


    Impressed, Den withdrew his gaze. Elena’s temperament perfectly reflected her lineage as a Harper.


    Soon, the vehicle pulled to a stop in front of a private aircraft. Den stepped out and guided Elena aboard.


    As Elena took in the extravagant surroundings, her eyes swept over the luxurious rugs, plush leather seating, antique vases, crystal-studded chandeliers, and even a ceiling designed to mimic a starlit sky. It was bing clear that her birth parents were far more remarkable than she had ever envisioned.


    Elena turned toward the direction they were flying and suddenly spoke. “This route leads to the, not Cloudstream Vige.”


    Den promptly rified, “Oh, right, Miss Harper, your family resides in the. The mountains in Cloudstream Vige are part of your family’s property. Years ago, your father was conducting environmental research there when your mother traveled to see him. However, she unexpectedly went intobor upon reaching Foiclens. She had to deliver at the closest hospital, where a fire broke out. She was told her newborn hadn’t survived, lost in the mes. But she swore she heard a baby’s cries and never stopped believing her daughter was alive. Ever since, your parents have been traveling between Foiclens and the in search of you. When they saw reports about the Reed family’s daughter and the hospital’s past mistakes, your mother recalled the hospital where she had lost you. That led them straight to you.”


    the was the nation’s thriving center ofmerce and governance. Although Foiclens bordered the, its economy was nowhere near as powerful.


    The Reed family, though wealthy within Foiclens with assets exceeding a hundred million, barely made the rankings among the’s elite.


    Elena raised an eyebrow. So, not only did her birth parents not live in Cloudstream Vige, but they actually belonged to the very world the Reed family had always aspired to join?


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    As the ne touched down, Elena caught sight of an imposing estate with elegant architecture, its walls draped in vibrant blossoms.


    “Is this…” she trailed off.


    To her knowledge, there was only one estate like this in the—Hillside Manor. It was so prestigious that only the most influential figures in the city could own it.


    Den said respectfully, “Miss Harper, this is Hillside Manor. It’s your home.”


    As Elena stepped out of the ne, a man and a woman came into view. The man had a chiseled,manding presence. Despite the traces of age on his face, his strength remained evident. He held onto the woman, who was dressed in soft hues, her long hair elegantly pinned. Though her expression was distant, worry and anticipation clouded her gaze.


    The moment the woman’s eyesnded on Elena, they glistened with unshed tears.


    Jolie, the woman in question, studied Elena’s unfamiliar face, yet an unshakable maternal bond stirred within her. This was her biological daughter.


    “Elena, my daughter… I’m your mother…” Jolie’s voice trembled as tears streamed down her cheeks. After more than two decades of searching, the child she had longed for was finally in front of her.


    Alexander Harper, Jolie’s husband and Elena’s father, despite his usual stern demeanor, was gentle as he reassured his wife. “Now that our daughter has returned, let’s wee her with joy, not sorrow.”


    Elena looked at the two standing before her, a peculiar sense of familiarity washing over her—especially with the man. She was almost certain she had seen his face in a magazine before.


    As Elena remained silent, Alexander finally spoke. “Elena, we are your real parents. We’ve spent years scouring Cloudstream Vige, never realizing you were in Foiclens. We regret that it took this long to find you.”


    Elena asked hesitantly, “Are you Alexander Harper?”


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