Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband

Daughter? Emily was taken aback.

Why would seeing this remind her of Camila?

“I don’t quite understand your meaning. Isn’t Camila Walker your daughter who’s always by your side?” Seeing her melancholic expression, if she didn’t know that Camila still existed, Emily might have thought that her daughter was… dead!

At her words, Angela Reid raised her head; her eyes slightly reddening, her voice low. “No, I have another daughter who disappeared in a disaster twenty years ago.”

“…” Dead?

Emily was surprised, not expecting that she did have a deceased daughter.

Twenty years ago? Why bring it up after all this time?

“Miss Emily, I must say, when I saw that you also have this pendant, I truly thought you might be my daughter who was lost all those years ago.” Back then, she really thought she was; every time she saw her, she felt an inexplicable emotion.

Her words tugged a corner of Emily’s mouth, who gave an awkward smile before waving her hand, “Hehe… That’s not possible.”

Her words, both adamant and persistent, weighed down Angela Reid’s heart once again.

“I’m my parents’ biological child; how could I be your daughter?” Both she and her brother were born to the same mother; this was an undeniable fact.

Also, didn’t she say that her daughter had already died? Why would she still say this?

Hearing this, Angela’s expression dimmed, and she looked at Emily. “Are you sure you are your parents’ biological child?”

Although they had already confirmed this once before, in Angela’s heart, she still harbored a glimmer of hope.

At that time, she had thought her daughter perished in a fire, but perhaps she was saved by someone else – wasn’t that possible?

Emily smiled at her words and nodded confidently, “Of course. My brother and I were born to the same mother. How could we be mistaken?”

Although her biological mother had passed away long ago and she couldn’t remember what she looked like, if Angela were her mother, wouldn’t her brother Wallace Carter be her son too?

Uh… That’s too out of the ordinary!

Emily’s words shattered Angela’s last bit of hope once again.

She had only lost a daughter, not a son, so it seemed Emily truly wasn’t her daughter from that time.

A sliver of hope that had just rekindled was extinguished again. Angela’s face darkened, and she put away the box.

“I’m sorry. I’ve been too forward.” Pursuing a young girl, insisting she was one’s daughter, anyone would find it disturbing. Realizing this, Angela felt apologetic.

Emily smiled, finally understanding why Angela was always so interested in her. It turned out she had mistaken her for the daughter she had lost twenty years ago.

While the two were talking, the car arrived at Baron Stuart’s private residence.

At this time, the rain had also stopped.

“Thank you, I’m home.” The car stopped at the villa’s front door. Before getting out, Emily politely thanked Angela.

Angela smiled at her words, “It’s nothing.”

After getting out of the car, Angela’s car slowly left the high-end residential area, and Emily turned around, preparing to enter the grand entrance.