Her breath caught in her throat, and Sylvie gave the bodyguard a quick nod before entering the elevator with him.
Outside, she saw a black Land Rover Defender parked by the curb. In its backseat sat a sturdy-looking old man.
The old man had a head of black hair that gradually transitioned into white. Even though the wrinkles around his eyes gave away his age, he still had a well-built frame, sharp features, and a piercing gaze.
Just sitting quietly in the car was enough for him to exude an intimidating aura that would strike fear into anyone.
Even Sylvie was a little afraid.
Steeling herself, she got into the car and greeted nervously, “Granddad.”
Sensing the tension within his granddaughter, Herbert relaxed and broke into a warm smile.
“Sylvie, did I frighten you?”
Shaking her head, Sylvie pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.
Herbert had lost his second daughter decades ago and had long since become disheartened after failing to locate her. Nonetheless, it never crossed his mind that he would one day manage to find the child his daughter had left behind.
Other than the quick meeting during the DNA test, this was the second time he met Sylvie.
Holding Sylvie's hand like the doting grandfather he was, Herbert reminded her in a gentle tone, “Sylvie, I'm your granddad. There's no need to fear me.”
Upon hearing his words, Sylvie could no longer hold back her tears. “I... I'm just overwhelmed by it still. Ever since I was young, I only had my mom by my side and no one else. Ever since her death, I went around Dartan thinking that I was an orphan.”
After listening to her story, Herbert, filled with sorrow, tightened his grip on her hand.
“It's all my fault for failing to find you and your mom after so long. From now on, you will have three uncles and plenty of cousins as your family.”
“I'm really scared that this is all just a dream,” Sylvie remarked softly, “and that you will no longer be here when I wake up.”
Herbert chuckled. “How can it be a dream? Our jet at the airport is already prepped to go. We'll be heading back home together. Also, I made sure that your mom's room has been preserved throughout the years.”
After scrutinizing Herbert a little while, Sylvie gave him a hug all of a sudden and cooed like a child, “Granddad.”
Herbert sighed as he patted her on the back.
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