“My aunt and uncle had fraternal twins, a boy and a girl. When they were six months old, the daughter went missing. The son was tragically killed in a car accident at the age of ten,” Raymond explained.
“Oh, my God,” Evelyn gasped, turning to look at Vivica.
Vivica’s brow furrowed. “That’s truly tragic.”
Now even more intrigued, Evelyn’s curiosity was piqued. She looked at Raymond and asked, “A six-month-old baby can't just wander off. How could she get lost?”
“Well… I’m not really sure. I’ve asked my family, but they all say it was an accident,” Raymond replied, his gaze on Vivica and his expression carefully guarded.
Vivica was good at reading people. She had a feeling Raymond knew the real reason but was reluctant to say it, fearing judgment.
But Evelyn, ever perceptive in her own way, stared at Raymond and said bluntly, “It wasn't that your aunt didn't want a daughter and deliberately abandoned her, was it?”
It was exactly what the person who’d sold Vivica to her had claimed back then—that the original parents didn’t want a girl and wouldn’t come looking for her, so there would be no trouble.
“Impossible! They don’t favor sons over daughters. After the baby went missing, they searched for a very long time,” Raymond retorted firmly.
Vivica remained silent, contemplating the possibilities.
The atmosphere grew tense again just as the waiter began serving their food.
Zavier stepped in again to ease the tension. “Let’s eat first. We can talk over food.”
Vivica didn’t have much of an appetite, but Evelyn was delighted and immediately picked up her knife and fork.
Raymond, however, grew even more disappointed when he saw her complete lack of reaction. Normally, hearing that your long-lost biological parents were wealthy, ailing, and nearing the end of their lives would spark at least a flicker of excitement. Acknowledging them would mean inheriting a substantial fortune. But Vivica showed no sign of it, as if their wealth had nothing to do with her.
It seemed he really had made a mistake. She was just a look-alike.
Raymond sighed, his disappointment palpable.
After the meal, Vivica managed to find an opportunity to pay the bill.
“Mr. Smith, I’m sorry you came all this way for nothing,” Vivica said apologetically as they walked out of the restaurant.
Raymond stared at her, still unwilling to give up. The tragedy of his aunt and uncle’s lives weighed on him. After a moment, he couldn’t help but ask, “The next time you’re in Sydville on business, if you have the time, would you consider visiting my aunt and uncle? My cousin would be about your age if she’s still alive. Letting them see you would be like seeing their own daughter.”

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