Uncle Olsen froze for a moment before he spoke, his tone both amused and

exasperated. "Amy, do you miss your dad? Fine, I'll get that rascal back to spend time with you!"

Recently, Amy had taken to calling Keira "Mommy" and had been gently persuaded into calling Lewis "Daddy."

Uncle Olsen assumed Amy was calling for Lewis.

But the little girl shook her head vigorously and pointed at the TV. "Daddy! That's Daddy!"

Uncle Olsen blinked, puzzled. "What?"

Later that evening, when Keira and Lewis returned home, Uncle Olsen, with an unusually serious expression, pulled them into his study.

"Amy's been calling for her dad today," he began, folding his arms. "It's a little strange. Do you think she's missing that piece of trash Howard?"

Uncle Olsen frowned deeply. "I mean, Howard's trash-I've got him working hard labor out in the middle of nowhere. He won't be seeing daylight again. But if Amy really misses him, what are we supposed to do?"

Keira's expression froze for a moment before she shook her head. "That's not possible. She's terrified of him. Besides..." She hesitated before continuing. "Howard isn't her father."

Uncle Olsen stared at her, dumbfounded. "What did you say?"

Keira sighed. "The day Sean came over pretending to be her father, I took Amy's DNA and ran a test. Howard's not her dad."

Uncle Olsen's brows furrowed deeply. "I looked into your sister. She always seemed so... straight-laced. I didn't think she'd pull something like that. But honestly, thank God he's not the father. I was thinking of letting him live, but now? Forget it!"

flashed in his

had done to her sister,

known Amy wasn't his child all along. It would explain his cruelty toward

hesitantly, "So... do you know who

let out a bitter laugh. "I have no

shaking his head. "Your sister and your

of secrets. I still can't figure

Keira fell silent.

sister truly was an enigma-a walking treasure map. At first glance, she seemed

as helpless as everyone

over the thought for a

soft chuckle. "If Amy wants a dad so much, I'm more than

faintly. "I'll keep her company

two of them left the

sitting on the floor, playing quietly with her stuffed toys, while Mary watched her from a nearby chair. Despite her heavily pregnant belly, she seemed completely

her like this?" Keira asked, eyeing Mary's stomach. "What if she accidentally

what she can

Keira's chest tightened.

suddenly recalled the first time she met Amy, how frail and tiny she had

arms. But Amy's face had been unnaturally gaunt, her body so thin it looked as though a single gust of

rough

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