It appeared she wasn't the heiress of the Lane family either.

Upon arriving at Ninth Manor by car, Mia's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she took in the grandeur of the villa.

Dominic had impeccably executed the property's decor according to her tastes.

As the bodyguard gently carried Ginger out of the car, Mia was welcomed by Wendy Anderson, the maid standing at the entrance.

Without delay, Wendy carried the sleeping Ginger from the bodyguard's arms.

Upon stepping into the living room, Mia was instantly struck by its familiar layout.

As she surveyed the space, memories of her past design work came flooding back to her.

She hadn't expected Dominic to incorporate her designs into the renovation of the villa.

Nonetheless, residing in a house she had personally envisioned brought her a sense of comfort.

As soon as Mia settled onto the sofa, her phone rang; it was Nicholas.

Mia, "Have you arrived?" "Yes, I just got back

Mia narrowed her eyes.

"I'm aware.

my identity easily, I don’t see why anyone wouldn't exploit that." Nonetheless, Mia remained confident that Timothy's investigation wouldn't uncover her true

a hint of resignation as he continued, "My sister has a message for

it together

Nicholas couldn't

By the way, Timothy's bone marrow is likely a match; we won't need to use blood from the umbilical cord." "T understand, but

already exhausted from taking care of children; I don't want to

were

City and might come to take you back in the dead of night?" "I've already sorted things out with Wade;

Xanier Island with Ginger." A week would give plenty of time

Ginger needed to do was stage a convincing illness in front of

get yourself

of my

the old Mia they used to push

intended to use these few days to teach

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