Rosalie poured a glass of warm water for Chandra and placed it on the table before sitting down nearby. "Well, what did you want to tell me?" Chandra glanced around the room. "Where's the child?"

"He's in the room. What exactly do you want?"

Chandra remained silent for a long time. Suddenly, she grabbed Rosalie's hand.

Startled, Rosalie immediately pulled her hand back. "What are you doing?"

"That bracelet was custom-made for you."

Rosalie froze for a moment before quickly regaining her composure. For a brief second, she didn't know what to say.

Chandra's simple statement carried far more weight than expected.

Rosalie abruptly stood up, walked into the room, and returned a moment later with a bracelet in her hand. She placed it on the table. "Is this the one you're talking about?"

and examined it carefully. "Yes, this is it. I saw it at the restaurant last time. I wanted to ask you about it then, but the situation didn't

asked such strange questions during their previous encounter, and why her attitude had shifted,

going on?" Rosalie asked, struggling to

the daughter of

"Your eldest son?"

your identity was too sensitive. If his wife had found out, the consequences would've been severe. On top of that, there was intense internal conflict within the family, so

a deep breath before

suicide before you

he do that?" Rosalie's eyes began to glisten

from

Chandra took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears. "Not long after he passed away, your mother gave birth to

my mother? Where

giving birth to you, your mother wasn't safe. I made an agreement with her: I would ensure your safety, but she had to leave the country and live under

background may not be honorable, but if there was any other choice, no

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