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    The next day, when I woke up, the rm hadn''t gone off yet.


    As soon as I stepped out of my room, the doorbell rang It was Jane.


    I felt a bit helpless. "Don''t you have a fingerprint ess? Why didn''t you juste in?"


    "Well, that''s because..."


    Jane cast an ambiguous nce toward the master bedroom and said, "I was afraid of disturbing you and your man."


    "Disturb what? He''s not here," I exined. Then I asked, "Why did youe so early?


    Last night, Frank didn''t return to Region Gardens; he just sent me a WhatsApp message saying that there was an urgent matter with the Smith family that needed his immediate attention. He didn''t tell me any specifics Jane then remembered the main issue and hurriedly asked, "Was the WhatsApp message you sent me real or not?"


    I drank too muchst night. When I groggily checked my phone this morning, it startled me awake?


    "On my way here, I kept looking at that WhatsApp message, afraid I was dreaming or seeing things."


    "Is Christine really your biological mother?"


    Her questions kepting one after another. Seeing her incredibly shocked expression, I nodded and pointed to the silver pendant around my neck. "Yes, look, my silver pendant is back." "Yesterday, Ms... my mom brought it over."


    I still haven''t fully adjusted to the rtionship with Yasmin, and sometimes I habitually refer to her by her


    name.


    I led her to the sofa and leaned back. "Don''t mention it. Even I still feel a bit like I''m dreaming."


    After returning to the country, everything had gone so smoothly it seemed unreal.


    It was as if I didn''t just go abroad but was reborn, and now I was living a lifepletely opposite to my past.


    Everything felt too good to be true.


    A good partner, friends, a thriving career, and a high-profile celebrity had be my mother.


    Jane took quite a while to ept the situation. "If you ask me, it''s the old saying, ''bitter before sweet'' You had such a tough time before, and now even the heavens are making it up to you." "Thanks for your good wishes!"


    I sighed lightly. "Prof. Kilburn''s assistant also messaged me. My grandmother''s recovery is even faster than expected, and she''ll be ready to leave the hospital in a few days."


    "That''s a good thing, isn''t it? Why does it seem like you''re not very excited?"


    "Just because it''s all good news, there''s too much good news."


    1 smiled wryly/ "I''m a bit worried that it might lead to misfortune from too much happiness."


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    I had always been ustomed to not getting what I want, and now that things were starting to go well, I couldn''t help but be overly cautious.


    Jane''s attitude was much better than mine. She poked my forehead. "There''s no need to waste energy worrying about things that haven''t even happened yet."


    "You''re right." I nodded, realizing that I should adjust my mindset.


    However, my unease didn''t dissipate.


    Fortunately, soon after, Joanne came to pick me up, which sessfully diverted my attention.


    Jane was still nning to help me get ready, but Joanne smiled. "It''s still too early. There''s no need to rush. Your mom asked me to book a stylist for you. They''lle to the Cloud in the afternoon to do your makeup and styling." was surprised. "No... that''s not necessary..."


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    "It is." Joanne chuckled. "And it''s not a hassle. This is just a part of your mom''s daily routine. So you don''t need to feel burdened by this."


    I decided not to be fussy and agreed readily, "Alright, thank you, Joanne."


    Before leaving, Joanne knew that Jane was my best friend and wanted to invite her to the Cloud to attend the evening banquet with us.