Angela's body trembled upon hearing the words from Yuan's mouth. Her vision blurred with tears as emotions surged within her. The handsome young man standing before her—her grandson. Someone she hadn't even known existed until this very moment.
Her hands quivered, and her heart clenched painfully in her chest as she tried to process what was happening.
She hadn't heard a word about her eldest daughter—Anna Grace—since she was sold to a noble family outside the Holy Light Empire. For years, she lived in silent torment, wondering whether her child was still alive… or if she had died somewhere in misery and pain.
And now, not only was her grandson standing before her, but so was her daughter—two of them.
Angela's gaze fell on the two identical women standing behind Yuan. Their eyes shimmered with tears, staring at her with gentle, emotional expressions that only a daughter could give her mother.
