Chapter 132


    Chapter 132 The Resemnce Is Uncanny


    Roger, perceiving the underlying meaning, smiled and replied, “Dr. Lund, if it’s agreeable to you,


    Jacqueline will serve you wholeheartedly and carry out any tasks you assign.”


    “Dad, what are you talking about?” Jacqueline stomped her foot in protest, ring at Roger. However,


    her expression revealed that she was not entirely opposed to the suggestion. She seemed more


    embarrassed than anything else.


    Emrys grinned and said, “I appreciate your kind offer, Mr. Balford, but I already have seven


    extraordinary and stunning sisters.”


    After speaking, he stood up, walked out of the living room, and left the house with his bicycle.


    As Roger observed Emrys‘ retreating figure, his eyes gleamed with excitement, and he eximed, “Dr.


    Lund is a remarkable individual with great potential. I believe he is destined for greatness. We, the


    Balford family, must maintain close contact with him. Don’t you agree, Jacqueline?”


    “Hmm?” Jacqueline, lost in her thoughts, snapped back to reality upon hearing Roger’s words. “Yes,


    you’re absolutely right, Dad!”


    Upon noticing her expression, Roger could not help but tease her, “Jacqueline, why do you look


    disappointed? Are you upset because Dr. Lund didn’t ept you as his servant?”


    “What? I’m not…” Jacqueline, renowned for her ego, would never allow herself to be disappointed


    simply because Emrys declined to take her as his servant.


    That would be too harsh a blow to her sense of self–worth.Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    Caught in the act of defending herself, Jacqueline’s words faltered as her eyes locked with Roger’s


    gaze, leaving her momentarily speechless.


    Roger gave her a perplexed look. Indeed, it’s quite challenging to understand what goes on in a girl’s


    mind.


    Meanwhile, at the Youngblood residence in Jazona, a woman of stunning beauty and elegance was


    captivated by herputer screen.


    Her eyes were wide with disbelief as she absorbed the information disyed before her.


    Her name was Lydia Ginger.


    Despite being in her mid–forties, her diligent self–care was evident in her wlessplexion, free


    from blemishes and wrinkles.


    Her features exuded a subtle allure, a testament to the grace of passing years. Lydia must have been


    an awe–inspiring beauty in her youth.


    If Emrys were to catch sight of this enchanting woman, he would undoubtedly be taken aback, for she


    bore a striking resemnce to his extraordinary sister, Cordelia. They were both enchanting beauties.


    Standing beside Lydia was a middle–aged man, the very same suited gentleman whom Emrys had


    encountered at the elevator of Maple Forest Hotel not long ago.


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    He was Lydia’s husband and the influential head of the Youngblood family, Richard Youngblood, who


    held great power in Jazona.


    At that moment, they were watching footage from the surveince camera outside the Maple Forest


    Hotel.


    The people who appeared in the footage were none other than Emrys and Cordelia.


    In the footage, Emrys entered the hotel carrying Cordelia, which made her face less visible in the


    camera footage. However, as they exited the hotel, their faces became undeniably clear and were


    captured by the camera.


    “The resemnce is uncanny…” Lydia widened her eyes in disbelief. It almost felt like she was


    watching a recording of herself in her youth.


    Richard said, “I find it strange too. I wonder if… you know, twenty–five years ago…”


    “Impossible!” Lydia cut him off abruptly before he could finish speaking, her eyes filled with a hint of


    anguish.


    Twenty–five years ago, they did have a daughter, but she did not survive for long.


    It was a painful and haunting chapter of their past.


    The couple had always avoided discussing it, and if it were not for this peculiar circumstance, Richard


    would never have opened this old wound.


    “I’m sorry, Lydia. I shouldn’t have said that,” Richard apologized, wrapping his arm around her shoulder


    to offerfort.


    Two minutester, they received a call from the hospital. “Mr. Youngblood, based on the test conducted


    at our hospital, we’ve determined that your gic match with Ms. Cordelia Youngblood is ny–nine


    point five percent.”


    In other words, the girl who appeared in the surveince camera footage was Richard’s daughter!


    Ny–nine point five percent! How is that possible?


    Richard could not help but shudder.


    Lydia asked, “What’s wrong, Honey?”


    Richard took a moment to regain hisposure before speaking. “I had a paternity test done using a


    few strands of that girl’s hair. The results confirmed that she is indeed our daughter.”


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