"I need to know," Ruby said earnestly and firmly.
Lauren's expression shifted ever so slightly, her brows knitting together in a frown. "Ruby, let the past stay buried. There's no point in digging it up. All you need to remember is that you're Billy's daughter, the daughter of the Antonio family, and that's that."
Lauren settled back down, closing her eyes to shut out any further questions. But this only fueled Ruby's curiosity. Was there something so taboo about her own identity? Could it be that Lauren didn't even know the identity of her biological father?
Restless, Ruby lay on the other side of the immense bed, her gaze dark and stormy. Why could Josefina uncover her true parents, and not her?
She knew she was not the legitimate the daughter of the Antonio family.
...
Robert had taken it upon himself to prepare a feast, presenting a platter of Gnocchi at the table. Lena eyed the plump Gnocchi, her mouth watering despite herself.
As Lena reached for her fork, Robert's cheery voice rang out, "Josie, you've been working so hard lately. Try the Gnocchi Grandpa made—was planning to make it for dinner, but I feared you might be too busy to join us. Gnocchi for breakfast, what do you say?"
That hit the spot.
"Thanks, Grandpa. You shouldn't have gone through all the trouble."
"Oh, it's no trouble at all. And thank you for the gift you gave me. I cherish it dearly. You've got such a good heart, Josie."
Fork in hand, Lena was taken aback. What gift had Josefina given Robert now? Looking at Robert, he was the picture of contentment.
Without missing a beat, Lena inquired softly, "What gift did you give Grandpa, Josie? I don't recall you mentioning it."
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