Chapter 789


    Ashlyn’s expression remained cold. She cast an icy gaze at Ryan before releasing her grip on Mary


    without warning.


    Mary sprawled on the ground pathetically like an oxygen-deprived eel.


    She trembled uncontrobly, for she had no doubt that if Ryan had note over to call a halt to


    things, Ashlyn would have certainly strangled her to death.


    “I’ll let you go today for the sake of Mr. Yates and Old Mrs. Yates. You’d best tell me the truth.” Ashlyn


    emanated a murderous aura.


    Her grace and elegance from before were all but gone. At that moment, she was like Grim Reaper, who


    came from the underworld to take lives.


    In the next heartbeat, however, she regained her previous indifference andposure. Turning to


    Bianca beside her, she said apologetically, “I’m sorry. It’s your birthday banquet today, yet I did such a


    disrespectful thing.”


    Unexpectedly, Bianca regarded Ashlyn with aplex look in her eyes. “Sweetie, is your mother


    named Alice Chapman?”


    Lifting her eyes, Ashlyn looked at the woman in puzzlement, only to notice that thetter was not


    ring at her furiously. Contrarily, a trace of suppressed excitement showed in the older woman’s eyes.


    Ashlyn pursed her lips for a moment. “Yes, that’s my mother.”


    “Then… do you recognize this handkerchief?”


    With trembling hands, Bianca took out a handkerchief. It was the one with a centenary icon, which she


    had kept for many years.


    Ashlyn’s eyes stung, and she ventured, “From the embroidery technique… it’s my mother’s work?”


    “Yes.” Bianca was seemingly lost in her memories, murmuring, “More than ten years ago, I personally


    went to H Nation to look for my daughter. It was drizzling at that time, and I bumped into Ms. Chapman,


    who was embroidering earnestly by theke. Back then… she was beautiful. Her eyes shimmered like


    stars, and her features were exquisite. She was a very gentledy.”


    Her eyes turning red-rimmed, she continued, “I was all too tired and weary, falling into despair. I


    thought I’d possibly never see my daughter in this lifetime. I slumped to the ground by theke and


    started weeping. It was her who gifted this handkerchief to me. She said the centenary icon on it would


    undoubtedly bring blessings upon my daughter and me.”


    By then, tears escaped her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. “I’ve loved embroidery for my entire life,


    and I’m also skilled in it. However, Ms. Chapman’s embroidery is unparalleled. I love it. I also cherish


    this handkerchief greatly. Above everything, I cherish Ms. Chapman’s kindness.”


    Subsequently, shemented, “It’s the Yates family who wronged you and your mother. My daughter,


    Mary,mitted too many misdeeds. Not only did she insult and disparage you, but she even did


    many things that hurt you. I’m the one who should apologize to you on her behalf.”


    Patting the back of Ashlyn’s hand, she queried, “What kind ofpensation would you like, Sweetie?


    Tell me everything, and I’ll definitely fulfill all your heart’s desires.”


    That remark stunned everyone present.


    After all, Bianca was no ordinary elderly woman but the wife of a count in Maredania!


    If one could have her fulfill all of one’s heart’s desires despite theck of blood ties, that would be a


    veritable honor.


    Ashlyn lowered her eyes and chuckled. “I don’t need anypensation, Old Mrs. Yates. I only need


    you to introduce someone to me.”


    Bianca looked at her up close. Under the lights, even her skin glowed crystalline.


    “Who is it? Just tell me.”


    “I’ll tell youter.” Ashlyn nced around and noticed that the expert psychologist Sinir mentioned,


    his mentor, was not present.


    “Okay, then.” Smiling, Bianca took out another handkerchief given to her by Nichs as a birthday gift.


    “Do you know who embroidered this handkerchief, Sweetie? The embroidery technique employed in


    this is exactly the same as your mother’s, but this handkerchief is very new. Earlier, Mary said that your


    mother had passed away… Could it be that someone else inherited her embroidery skills?”


    Nichs’ lips trembled. He, too, wanted to know the answer.


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    Back then, that woman misced a scented sachet. The word “Alice” was embroidered on it.


    He searched for her for many years, but to no avail. She seemed to have vanished from the face of the


    earth all of a sudden. The embroidery of “Alice” on the scented sachet was precisely the same as the


    “Alice” embroidered at the lower right corner of the handkerchief Bianca treasured.