""Not at all."


    Yasmin smiled gently and took my hand. "I''m not here to discuss the dress either."


    "Then what is it?" asked na.


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    "Ask Charlotte." Yasmin nced at the time, stood up, and exined to me, Charlotte, I have a dinner appointment with the brand representatives. Do you want toe along?" "I... I''ll pass."


    Originally, when she was connecting me with people, I always dealt with it in a way that considered social etiquette. Now suddenly, she became my... mother, and I was still trying to get used to it.


    She didn''t insist, but tentatively asked, "How about tomorrow''s celebration dinner? I''L have Joannee pick you up and take you to the Cloud. Is that okay?"


    Joanne was the person she trusted the most.


    With Joanne picking me up and taking me to the celebration dinner in the Cloud, it meant she wants to publicly acknowledge my background and was seeking my consent.


    I pursed my lips and nodded. "Okay."


    After seeing her to the elevator, as we were parting ways, I absentmindedly said, Mom, be careful."


    Yasmin froze, her pulled the foot that had just entered the elevator back. She turned around, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You... you..."


    Since the death of my adoptive parents, I had found it hard to call anyone "Mom." When I thought Simone might be my mother, I wondered many times if I could call her "Mom." The answer was no. I thought it was because the term was too unfamiliar to me. Now, calling her that so suddenly, even made myself a little stunned.


    Yasmin couldn''t get aplete sentence out and hugged me once again. Feeling her sobs, I patted her back, held back my tears, and smiled. "When I lost that silver pendant, I thought I would never find you again."


    "That''s nonsense." Yasmin released me, gave me a reproachful look, and then, as if to reassure me, said, "Charlotte, whatever happens in the future, you will have me."


    Perhaps the change in the way I addressed her made her feel more at ease. She nced towards the direction of her home. "After the celebration dinner tomorrow, would you like to move to the Cloud and live with me?" "I..." I hesitated a moment. "Can I think about it first?"


    "Of course." Yasmin didn''t rush me. From how she treated Christine before, it was clear she was a very understanding mother.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    As the elevator doors were about to close, not wanting to dy her social engagements, I quickly said, "You should go now. This area will be very congested during the evening rush hour."


    "Well then..." Yasmin took a deep breath. "If you need anything, just call me."


    When the elevator doors closed, I turned around and saw na''s shocked expression.


    She was still in a daze.


    I waved my hand in front of her eyes, and she came to her senses, looking at me with uncertainty, "Just now, did Yasmin say what her rtion to you is?"


    I hesitated for a moment. "Mom?"


    "Yasmin likes you so much that she has taken you as her goddaughter?"


    "Not exactly." I smiled faintly, feeling like I was dreaming. "She''s my biological mother. I''m quite surprised too."


    Even now, I was still trying to process the information.


    na was stunned dumbfounded.


    When I sat down in the living room, she finally snapped back to reality, mming the door shut and hurrying over. "What does this mean? It means you''ve be my ex-husband''s niece, and my cousin would have to call my ex-husband ''Uncle''?" I hadn''t had time to think about this, and hearing her now, it sounded like a tongue- twister.


    I thought it over and nodded in agreement. "You''re right."


    "Then..." na suddenly looked happy. "So, I''m now a senior to Frank? Well, it seems that I should consider remarrying Alex."


    ''What kind of thought process do the Smith family members have?'' I wondered.


    Before I could respond, na had already taken out her phone and made a call, teasing, "Nephew-inw, call me ''Aunt'' so I can enjoy it for a moment!"