“Hey, wait!” I wanted to say something but Mom had already hung up on me. With the phone still in my hand, I could only let out a sigh in response.
I really wished I had my mom by my side at the time, but she was somewhere far away with Mark.
News articles about my identity could be seen all over the newspapers in the afternoon. Thanks to the popularity I gained from my previous drama with Crystal and Monica as well as my art being displayed overseas in Anglandur, my news became a hot topic of conversation.
It wasn’t long before practically everyone in Avenport knew about me not being a Tanner. As a result, I received quite a few calls in a row.
Sabrina, Darius, Dylan, and even Julia called to check on me. She asked if I wanted to make a trip to the Lane residence, and I said yes after giving it some thought.
I did not know what exactly happened back then, but Julia had indeed been nice to me ever since she came to accept me. At least she behaved like that until Isabelle returned and after word got out about me being her daughter.
It was all truly a strange combination of events and circumstances.
It was my first time coming over to the Lane residence without Christopher around. I handed a servant some gifts I had brought after stepping through the front door. Dylan then came running toward me the moment he saw me. He was about eight to nine years old. When he threw himself like that, I nearly lost my balance.
“Hey, Aunt Eve! That game console you bought me is amazing! I carry it with me every day and I just can’t get enough of it!”
“Well, I’m glad you like it, Dylan. Now, get off me before Shelley sees us, or she’ll scold you again!” I said while struggling to carry him in my arms.
Christopher didn’t respond to me this time, but I wasn’t disappointed because he was out there carrying out a dangerous mission and putting his life on the line. There was no way he would have time to reply my texts so quickly.
I sent him another text after that. I just found out that I’m not Nathan’s daughter today, and I’m freaking out right now. Since he isn’t my biological father, he has no obligation to raise me and treat me well at all, but he did so anyway. As such, I really hope that my mom would stop going after the Tanners. I’m not sure if this is the right course of action and my mom would probably get mad at me for it too, but I believe you’ll support my decision because you’re my prince!
Dylan walked up to me and tried to sneak a peek at my phone after I sent that message. “You were texting Uncle Christopher, weren’t you? Make sure to add those three magic words! My mom says you need to say those words every day to keep your relationship strong!”
“You cheeky little…” I gave him another light smack on the head before turning around to send Christopher the three words. Sometimes, you just have to tell your significant other how much you love them, or they’ll never know!
“I’m not cheeky! I’m mature for my age! Also, I’ll have you know that I have a girlfriend, so stop hitting me on the head!”
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