Chapter 110


    Right now, Nathan''s in the prime of his life, and Ethan was still young despite his talent. Without


    Nathan''s protection, he might have been secretly killed by the Porter family. Therefore, Madeleine


    was eager to get married with Nathan, have children as soon as possible, andpete for the


    family property. As for Lucinda, who had been missing for more than 2 decades, Madeleine had


    regarded her as dead. As long as the Blue family gave up looking for her, the daughter of the Blue


    family was really dead.


    "It has nothing to do with her. You mustn''t me Madeleine for everything." Nathan said angrily. "Do


    you really dare to tell me she''s a kind woman? You''re not scared she''ll stir up trouble? She''s nothing


    like my gentle and kindhearted mom."


    Everyone from the Blue n''s been backing Madeleine and giving his mom a hard time. Once


    Madeleine gets her wish and bes a Blue, they''ll all get theireuppance.


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    Madeleine''s got big ns - she wants to reign over the whole Blue family and have her kids inherit


    all their riches.


    When that happened, even the Blues might get hurt by her.


    Madeleine was full of discontent with the Blue family''s rules. "Your mom... she''s a good woman, but


    she is mentally ill now."


    "Why would she be mentally ill? If you hadn''t caused all this trouble, my sister wouldn''t be missing,


    and my mother wouldn''t be mentally ill. You med my mom for my sister''s disappearance and


    drove her insane. If you weren''t my Dad, I''d think you set up my sister''s disappearance just to give


    my mom a nervous breakdown so you could cheat without guilt."


    "Watch your mouth!"


    Nathan was livid, his face turning a shade of iron. He was about to give his son a smack when he


    saw the resentment in Ethan''s eyes and was taken aback.


    The p didn''t end up hitting Ethan in the face. "If I didn''t care about your mom, she wouldn''t have


    even a chance to see you grow up. I could have dumped her in the sticks to fend for herself. Stay


    out of my business with your mom."


    Nathan let out a sigh and sat down at his desk.


    "I promised your mom that I''d be with her till the end."


    Ethan sneered, "I wish you''d just divorce my mom and let her live her days in peace with me."


    "You think a divorce will keep your mom safe? You think you can handle everything on your own?"


    If he hadn''t been secretly beefing up their protection, not just his wife, but even Ethan wouldn''t grow


    up.


    Their family was like a ck hole .


    It looked clear on the surface, but it was full of muck underneath.


    "I''m not giving up on finding my sister!"


    Ethan wasn''t clueless. He stopped arguing with his dad after being berated, but he was determined


    to find his sister.


    "If you don''t have anything else to say, I''m leaving."


    With that, Ethan turned and left.


    Nathan wanted to stop him, but seemed to think of something and finally let him go.


    Now he was alone in the study.


    He picked up the picture frame Ethan had been looking at earlier. Looking at the picture of his once


    happy family of four, Nathan''s eyes started to well up.


    He gently touched the picture, whispering to himself, "Kiddo, I never wanted to give up on you. I''m


    doing this to protect you and your brother."


    The tension between Nathan and Ethan was escting. Many thought Ethan was on borrowed


    time, that his dad would take him out of the inheritance equation any day now.


    Although it seemed like he was giving up on finding his daughter, that was just for show. Maybe it


    would let his daughter live a quiet life.


    Even if it didn''t, he still had people searching for her in the shadows. He was certain he''d find his


    kid!


    Lucinda didn''t know anything about this. She didn''t even know her birth parents''st name.


    Fiona gave Lucinda the small clothes she was wearing when she found her and the gold ne.


    Late at night, Lucinda tossed and turned, unable to sleep.


    The clothes she wore as a child were beside her pillow, and the gold ne was under it.


    She took out the gold ne. It was made of pure gold.


    This showed that her birth parents were well-off - they could afford to make her a gold ne


    even over two decades ago.


    The fabric of the small clothes was top-notch too - it still held up today.


    She''d looked over the gold ne countless times.


    There was a pendant on the ne with the name "Lucinda."


    Her mother had said that she and the real Lucinda had a strong connection - they shared the same


    name.


    The room suddenly lit up, and the man next to her sat up.


    Lucinda sat up too, looking guilty. She said to Stefan, "I''m sorry I disturbed you. Why don''t you


    sleep in the guest room or my brother''s room?"


    Stefan took the gold ne from her hand, tucked it back under her pillow, and said softly, "Stop


    overthinking. Get some sleep."


    He pulled her back into his arms andforted her, "I''ve told you I''d help you find your birth


    parents. We''ll hear something soon."


    "Finding people is like finding a needle in a haystack. Is it really easy to find them?"


    As she nestled in his arms, Lucinda''s voice was soft. "Stefan, I''m just upset. I can''t sleep."


    "I know."


    She''d been picked up by the Moores and raised as a treasure, always thinking she was the


    daughter of the Moore family.


    Who would''ve thought that she was actually found by the Moores?


    Even though she had braced herself for the truth, Lucinda was still in a state of confusion.


    "Why don''t I take you out for a walk?"


    "But it''s early in the morning. If we just go out and wander around, I''m afraid we''ll scare all the dogs


    in the vige."


    In the middle of the night, even the slightest noise would set the vige dogs barking. One dog


    barks, and the rest follow suit.


    "Stefan, I want to eat something. When I''m upset, I eat. As I eat, I feel better."


    Stefan yfully pinched the flesh on her face, "You''re such a foodie, but you never seem to gain


    weight."


    "I''m one of those lucky people who can eat anything and not gain a pound, jealous?"


    Cecilia was indeed envious of her never gaining weight no matter what she ate.


    But in reality, she also paid great attention to keeping fit.


    Stefanughed, "Coincidentally, I''m the same type, never gaining weight no matter how much I eat."


    "What do you feel like eating? I''ll go downstairs and whip up something for you."


    "I''m not sure what we have left in the fridge, just make whatever you can. But keep it down, don''t


    wake my grandparents."


    Their grandparents'' room was on the first floor.


    Stefan responded, "Alright, I''ll head downstairs and get some food ready, are you staying here or


    coming down with me?"


    "I can''t sleep now anyway, I''ll go down with you. That way you won''t have to run back up to find


    me."


    With that, Lucinda got up from the bed.


    She turned around, grabbed her pillow, and picked up her golden ne.


    Stefan could only ept this helplessly, she needed some time to deal with all of this.


    They quietly opened the door and carefully made their way downstairs.


    Lucinda whispered, "I feel like I''m stealing something."


    Stefan chuckled softly, "I''ve got the same feeling."


    He had never previously sneaked into the kitchen to scrounge for food in the middle of the night.