Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 1517 Cousin's Visit

I glanced at Trinity and said, "Trinity mentioned it to me, but I'm sorry, I've never seen it. It's not in my possession now, and I don't know where it is." My tone was somewhat cold, and I could see a hint of disappointment in Ross's gaze.

"I don't know why you're looking for that brooch, but I'm sorry, I can't help you." My words became even more abrupt.

Ross seemed to sense my cold attitude and looked at me apologetically. "I know it's a bit presumptuous of me to come to you like this, Chloe. Please..." "Chloe." Trinity interrupted Ross's lowered tone.

I looked at Trinity coldly.

"I understand that you feel nothing for the Avila family. It's not your fault, but don't blame your cousin." Trinity spoke up.

Indeed, my indifferent attitude stemmed from the resentment I harbored toward the Avila family ever since I learned about my origins.

I realized Trinity was trying to defend Ross.

I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger from the bottom of my heart. "When the Avila family disapproved of my father, it caused my mother to leave Yare and the Avila family. Because of that, she died alone in a foreign land." This time, my attitude was hostile.

moment, she turned to an elder

choked up momentarily, biting my lip to prevent myself

They left a ten-year-old

lost more than ten years of memory and barely clung to life. If Atlas hadn't persisted in looking for me, I would have probably died long ago." My eyes were slightly

face this situation? Whether or not I lost my memory, I never

asked Ross, Where was

helpless? Where were they when my mother died tragically and was hastily buried? Where were they when was

head. Ross's gaze deepened, and his expression revealed a

that Lucille's daughter was still wandering outside

conflicted about my

member of the Avila family. When Atlas asked me

said that the Avila

means nothing to me because they never treated me as

"Chloe...."

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