It had been years, but Elliot and Avery had never quite been able to give up on Ivy.
They had searched for Ivy for years but had not been able to find her. Though Wesley wanted to help them, his ability to help them
was limited.
Seeing Irene had given him hope that she might be Ivy.
It was possible that two unrelated people could look similar, but the chances were rather slim.
Meanwhile, Rose showed Irene everything that she owned to Irene, including the accessories, jewelry, and daily necessities she
received as gifts from her parents or other relatives. Since they showered her with gifts, she never had to buy anything for herself.
"I know I'm not related to my parents by blood, and | was really scared when | first got here. | thought that they would abandon
me," said Rose who was sitting on her bed. "I'm sure you understand that feeling. | didn't dare to make mistakes or act wilfully.
Luckily, everyone has been really kind tothroughout the years..."
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"I know, Rose. | can see that your parents truly treat you as their own, and even your younger sister considers you to be her true
sister."
"Yeah, but | don't have any friends." Rose smiled bitterly.
"Why not?" Irene recalled Shea saying the sthing.
"lI don't have the courage to make friends, because | can't tell who's my true friend," Rose said. "Back when | was in elementary
school, there was this little boy in another class that kept callinga white demon. He even chasedwhile callingthat. One
day, | broke down in tears... When Mom found out, she told my uncle, and guess what he did?"
Irene realized that she was referring to Elliot and shook her head in fear.
"He made that boy apologize toin front of the whole school and expelled him." Rose was grateful that there were people there
to protect her. No one in school dared to bully her after that. They had all treated her with kindness and respect, but she could not
help but wonder if they were only doing it because of her uncle.
She could not tell what those people truly thought of her, so she had never made any friends.
Thankfully, she had Kiara and other children her age among her relatives, so she was never alone.
"He's nice," Irene blurted out.
"My uncle, you mean?"
"Yeah."
"He doesn't talk much, but he's really nice. All he wants forand Kiara is to grow up healthy and stay with my mom, as Mom is
quite frail," said Rose with a smile. "Il wanted to study medicine so that | can save lots of people like my aunt-in-law, but it's so
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"They are right. If they love you so much, I'm sure that they are saying that for your sake. You should listen to them." Irene was
slightly envious of Rose's fortune, but she mostly felt happy for her.
"Yeah. Irene, what about you? How have you been?" Rose looked at Irene. "If you are struggling, | can help you. | really can... My
uncle is rich, and they donate a lot of money to charity each year... We have everything, so | can help you. My parents will
definitely help you."
"Thank you, Rose. | know that you really want to help me, but I've survived past the worst tin my life and my future is
guaranteed now, or | would not have the money to buy a flight ticket and travel here." Irene smiled.
At night, Irene offered to clean the table after dinner.
"Irene, the servant will take care of it. You are our guest, and we can't let you do that," Wesley said. "I think | saw a gray hair on
your head. | can pluck it for you and keep it. I've been working on medical research lately..."
Irene walked over to Wesley and offered him her hair without hesitation.