The old lady's face lit up with excitement when Nathan's name was mentioned, her features wrinkling with emotion. Her mouth moved like a rusty hinge, "Young Master Nathan was raised by me. How could I possibly not recognize him?"
Nathalie recalled the first time she laid eyes on Nathan, frail and bony, his body marked by cruel whiplashes. She pondered: even if this old lady wasn't fibbing and she did indeed raise Nathan, what difference did it make? She’d never shown him kindness. Her appearance of warmth and love was just a mask; underneath, she was cold and ruthless.
Yet, as Nathalie glanced at the old woman, who seemed so timid and hunched over, she struggled to connect her to the image of a heartless woman.
"You claim you raised him? Then you must know his body well. Tell me, does he have a birthmark, and if so, where?"
Without missing a beat, the old lady replied, "On his back, left side."
Nathalie was taken aback.
Benjamin chimed in, "Nathalie, surely you believe us now?"
Nathalie shot him a skeptical look. "A birthmark could easily be something you tipped her off about. Let's try something different, ma’am. What’s Nathan's favorite dish? What color clothes does he prefer?"
The old lady chuckled softly. "Sweetheart, my memory isn’t as sharp as it once was. But I did bring an album along, capturing the day-to-day life of Young Master Nathan with us. Take a look."
She offered the album to Nathalie.
With her hands bound, Nathalie couldn’t flip through it, so the old woman did it for her.
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