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!"

dangerous glint flashed

Howard had done to her sister, didn't find this decision

wasn't his child all along.

still frowning, asked hesitantly, "So... do you

out a bitter laugh. "I

shaking his head. "Your sister and your mom... both of

of secrets. I still can't figure them

Keira fell silent.

At first glance, she seemed plain and easily bullied,

as

mulled over the

silence with a soft chuckle. "If Amy wants a dad so much, I'm

smiled faintly. "I'll keep her company

the study and headed to Amy's

Mary watched her

you sure you're okay being around her like this?" Keira asked, eyeing Mary's stomach. "What if

more well-behaved child. She knows exactly what

Keira's chest tightened.

she met

still had chubby cheeks and soft, pudgy arms. But Amy's face had been unnaturally gaunt, her body so thin it looked

rough childhood," Keira murmured

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