"Eleanor, I’m sorry." He had repeatedly warned Anna Hollis, but Anna still didn’t seem to like Eleanor. Eleanor must feel quite hurt inside. "Dad, you have nothing to be sorry for. You brought me back, and I’m very happy. Although I didn’t like you before, after knowing how much money you’ve sent to the countryside over the years, I no longer hate you. At least I know that I matter to you as a daughter, I can feel that." Nicholas Hollis held the box. Sometimes he wished this daughter would be a bit more childish, like Anna, who would make trouble and ask him for things. But from the time Eleanor came to the Hollis Family up until now, she had never mentioned wanting anything. "Dad, finish your painting and rest early. I’m going to sleep." Eleanor Hollis spoke, then left the room. Nicholas Hollis stayed in the study. He opened the box and found that the brand of the belt was precisely his favorite. It seems this daughter had put in a lot of thought. He smiled and placed the belt in his bedroom. After Eleanor returned to her room, she yawned. She had to admit, Anna Hollis’s tricks were quite disgusting. After getting into bed, she suddenly thought of the woman she had run into today, the one wearing sunglasses. There was something familiar about her, a sense of familiarity that seemed to come from deep within her soul. It was strange; she seemed to have never met her before. She thought about it for a long time before falling asleep, and when she woke up, she found several missed calls on her phone, all from Hugo Quinn. She quickly dialed back. "It’s been discovered. Come to Grandeur." If it were something simple, Hugo Quinn wouldn’t sound this serious. Eleanor Hollis quickly dressed, casually tidied herself up, and headed to Grandeur. Upon opening the door to Hugo Quinn’s office, she found him staring blankly at a pile of documents. She chuckled. "Is there a significant secret? You look so worried." Hugo Quinn heard her voice and looked up at her. "Eleanor, call your grandma and ask if there’s a pair of twins in your family." Eleanor’s smile froze, realizing the seriousness of the matter. She immediately called Bridget Sutton. Bridget Sutton’s voice was cheerful, suggesting life in the countryside was going well. "Grandma, I need to ask you something, and you must answer honestly." Eleanor’s tone was serious. Bridget Sutton knew something might be wrong and immediately withdrew her smile. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱 "Eleanor, how could I hide anything from you? Ask anything you want." "Is there a pair of twins in our family?" After she spoke, she sensed the atmosphere on the other end grew heavy, and she instantly had the answer. Bridget Sutton finally sighed. "Indeed, but that was a long time ago. I gave birth to twin daughters. The elder sister is Rachel Lynch, your mother, and the younger sister is Alice Lynch. Although twins, they had entirely different personalities. Alice was very rebellious. She always liked to play with boys. Later, she went missing. We heard she went swimming in the river with some boys and never came back. Afterward, we found a body in the river, a long-dead skeleton that matched Alice’s height, so we guessed Alice probably died. Your grandpa and I were heartbroken for a long time." This past was scarcely known. Even Liam Lynch and Stella Lynch had never mentioned it over the years. During the call, Eleanor had put it on speaker, so Hugo Quinn naturally heard everything Bridget Sutton said. He gestured to Eleanor to hang up. "Grandma, I have some matters to attend to, so I’ll hang up now. Take care of yourself." Bridget Sutton knew she was busy and quickly ended the call. Hugo Quinn embraced Eleanor, tenderly rubbing her head. "Now that it’s confirmed there are twins, this can explain everything. Eleanor, prepare yourself; it’s more complicated than we imagined." Eleanor’s heart shuddered. She looked up at him, then slowly lowered her gaze. Hugo hugged her tightly, trying to warm her with his body heat. "I found out where your mother fell from the cliff. At that time, your parents weren’t in Serenford but went to the countryside for sketching. It was Uncle Hollis’s professional requirement that needed him to go out often for inspiration. Your parents had a good relationship and would travel occasionally, but they didn’t go to any big cities, just remote places." A trace of heartache flashed in Hugo’s eyes as he held her tighter. "My team flew over there by helicopter overnight and discovered a small fishing village beneath the cliff. The fishermen have seen your mom’s photo, but strangely, they all said she lived there for many years. I can only think of the twins as the explanation. Eleanor, perhaps the person the Hollis Family brought back is not your mother but her twin sister, so there was a reason you were sent to the countryside. After all, no mother would loathe her daughter like that. The person living in the Hollis Family is Alice Lynch." Even before Hugo spoke, Eleanor thought the situation was complicated, but she hadn’t expected it to be so complex. The person who returned to the Hollis Family wasn’t her mother—where was her mother? A wave of grief swept over her, suspecting her mother’s disappearance had something to do with Alice, that vile woman. "My team also found out that after a while, Alice’s husband disappeared too. No one knows where he went. Eleanor, Anna Hollis might not really be your father’s child. What are you planning to do now?" Hugo cupped her cheeks, unwilling to see her so dejected and sorrowful. Eleanor’s voice was hoarse. The thought of Alice taking over her mother’s belongings and sharing a bed with her mother’s man made her seethe with rage, eager to dismember that vile woman. "If you need my help, just let me know." Hugo kissed her forehead, gently cradling her face. "I know you’re probably feeling really down right now. Anyone would be furious and aggrieved if they encountered such a thing. Alice managed to stay hidden in the Hollis Family for so many years without being discovered by your father, showing how cunning she is. If you can’t strike all at once, don’t alert her. I’m worried about you." Eleanor’s body went limp, her eyes instantly turning red. All these years, she always thought she was the most pitiful child—clearly not an orphan yet living like one. But now, she realized her parents were just as pitiful. Their happy marriage was violently intruded upon by another woman; her mother might have even lost her life because of it. Her father was still in the dark. "I’ll take Anna and dad’s hair for a DNA test. I won’t act recklessly. You don’t have to worry about me."