The Doyle Group.
Martha arrived at the office and had been dealing with the paperwork that had been piling up in the office that needed her signature.
Her face was a bit indifferent as she read the papers in her hands.
It wasn't long before there was a short knock at the office door.
"Come in."
Martha said without raising her head, knowing that the person who could knock on the door at this time should be Jane.
The next second, Jane answered and walked into the office, her face a little white.
Martha, sitting at her desk, waited for a few seconds, but still did not hear Jane speak, her eyebrows knitted as she looked up at the woman standing not far away.
She saw Jane standing not far from the desk and looking tired.
Her eyebrows knitted a little tighter, and her voice took on a bit of concern.
"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"
Jane shook her head slightly and said the purpose of coming here.
"Mr. Louis is here, in the conference room now, he wants to talk to you alone."
Martha looked at the woman standing in front of her with bewilderment, mixed with surprise.
In the next second, she returned to her senses and asked suspiciously, "He's coming to the Doyle Group, why didn't he tell me in advance?"
Jane hesitated for a long time, but couldn't figure out how to explain, and could only face Martha's question with silence.
Martha didn't care, and got up in a hurry to walk towards the conference room.
Louis came over at this time, probably because there was something wrong with the Headow Complex project.
She thought to herself, and her steps paused.
Just as she was about to reach the office door, Jane suddenly took Martha's arm.
Martha turned her head in confusion to look at Jane behind her, with a pair of big eyes with obvious doubts.
Martha's face was full of shock and her heart was full of amazement that her mother was here.
It was good for her that her mother hadn't died, but why hadn't she come back to her after all these years?
At this moment, the woman was looking at Martha who was not far away with a smile on her face.
Martha saw this scene, as if the memory of her mother suddenly appeared in reality, her eyes unconsciously moist.
It was her mom; her mom was still alive.
Martha stiffened slightly and trembled as she walked towards the woman, her hand at her side had already permeated with a thin layer of sweat.
Just when she felt her eyes were full of tears, the other person suddenly spoke, sending her back to hell in a flash.
"I am not your mother."
Martha stiffened and she looked at the woman who was close at hand with surprise in her eyes.
She was not her mother?
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