My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 692

Sylvic wiped her cars away and quictly suid, “I love dancing and I got to know Srella in a dancing studio. We became friendsterwand I‘ve been to Stella‘s house, and I‘ve seen her mother. She told me that her mother hurt her head before, and had lost her memories. All she knew was that her mother was from Baykoep. One day. Stclla called me. She told me to look for her family if I come to Baykeep one day and that her family would be my mine 100.”

Sylvic could not help but begin crying at the mention of the past.

Once she recollected herself again, she lifted her reddened eyes and turned toward Zayne at the side

* Zavne, I told you this before, didn‘t I?”

Herbert‘s fourth son, Cyrus Zeigler, immediately turned to Zaync. He knew that his youngest son would not lie, so he asked, “Is she telling the truth?”

Zavne never thought that everyone would suddenly be focusing on him, so he stiffened for a moment.

Frankly, he felt pity for Sylvie after seeing her miserable state at the hospital the other time.

However, what Genevieve had shown them today was making him think otherwise.

As he let his eyes drift toward Sylvie, who had reddened eyes and a pale face, he wondered if he could still trust her.

In the end, Zayne nodded with difficulty. “Yes.”

Herbert urged. Truthfully, he could somewhat guess what happened to Stella, but

parted. “S–She

happy one, but he found out that the girl he had been doting on was an imposter and that his actual daughter and granddaughter were long

unable to take in the next breath. He scrunched up

“Dad!”

“Grandpa!”

hurricdly placed him on

the same time, they pushed Sylvie, Genevieve, and

over and

tightened, and remorse appeared

him had not been

blame yourself for this.

Sylvic tried to run during the

had stationed some of his men outside,

administered first aid to the elderly man for over half an hour before

At that moment, a rare grim look was on his face. “Ms. Rachford, if you knew that Sylvie isn‘t my aunt‘s daughter, you could‘ve told us about it. We would‘ve helped you out. My grandpa

Genevieve pursed her lips.

how sly and how capable Sylvie was to twist the truth. This was my idea, and I just didn‘t want her to get any

and turned to Genevieve. “Ms. Rachford, I don‘t

asked the housekeeper to escort Genevieve and Cooper out of the