Reborn: Another Chance To Leave Up

Chapter 342 The Lost Daughter

Anaya and Jaylon were not familiar with each other. Just as Anaya was hesitating to say

hello, Jaylon noticed her.

Jaylon put out his cigarette and walked toward Anaya.

Jaylon was bigger than the average man. He had a wide shoulder. There was a faint scar

near his eyebrow, and it added toughness to his masculinity.

The first thing the passers-by noticed during the day was his outstanding appearance.

But they ignored the hostility in Jaylon. By night, the wildness inside him could no longer

be hidden.

His vibe, along with the empty street, somehow gave away a scary feeling.

If it were some other girls standing in the middle of the street, they would probably

tremble from fright.

But Anaya stopped and silently watched Jaylon walk toward her.

When there were only steps between the two of them, Anaya asked, “Mr. Malpas, are

you looking for me?”

“Yes.” Jaylon stopped in front of Anaya. His sharp gaze softened a little. “Are you free?

Let’s have a chat in the opposite coffee shop. Around ten minutes.”

Anaya hesitated for a few seconds and nodded.

In the exquisitely decorated and elegant coffee shop, few people were sitting around.

Anaya picked a seat by the window and sat down. After ordering, she gazed at Jaylon.

From the moment they met, Jaylon had been staring at her.

It didn’t seem like he had bad intentions, but Jaylon was making Anaya feel

uncomfortable.

After all, no girl would like to be stared at by a man for a long while.

Regardless of whether he was plotting something or not, it was just weird.

“Mr. Malpas, what do you want to say to me since you have waited for me so long?”

Jaylon was silent for a while. He did not answer. Instead, he opened his briefcase, took

out a document from it, and handed it to Anaya.

“I came here to give this to you.”

“What is this?”

As she asked, Anaya took the document.

Flipping to the first page, she saw the birth record of a little girl, as well as the information

about the little girl getting lost when she was two years old.

The girl looked exactly the same as Anaya when she was a child.

When she saw clearly what was written on it, Anaya’s hand trembled as she was holding

the document.

to go through everything. The other papers were all the clues that

family had gathered

the evidence was related

was the lost daughter of the

the last page, there

middle-aged woman who resembled Anaya a

sad.

looked at the camera. Her beautiful face was filled with a

as if she had something

the woman’s photo, Anaya

because she shared some likeness with this

might

couldn’t come

long time.

was not Adams’

might find her

just did not expect everything to happen so

so fast that Anaya did not know how

her to finish reading the documents. Seeing that

Jaylon said, “Do you

to ask me?”

put down the documents. “Are these

you don’t believe me, I can ask Dad to

test with you.”

a test with

siblings was not that

between father and daughter.

certainty reassured Anaya and made her start to

please ask

just in case,

nodded. Anaya continued, “Why did

then?”

Adams had told Anaya that she had

Dutt’s house

not abandon you.

have made countless enemies.

to America, they did not expect America to

them. One of our enemies has its

you back to Canada, but

luck, but you were detained by

Dad brought back support, the group of the enemy

gang, and you were nowhere

many years, we have been

as he talked about what happened in the past,

was a

like listening to another person’s story, and she felt

had no expression when telling the story. Anaya felt that all

this was make-up.

speaking and got no response

must be too much for you at the moment. Let’s

a day for now.

I will let him come to see you after the

The two

of the

was sunny in Boston a few days ago, and yet it was snowing

night.

light snow, but the wind was

wind was so strong, Anaya did not feel

and Jaylon parted, she quickly returned to

the way, she kept her hand in her pockets and walked to the car

the key. Suddenly, she heard the sound of something