Shannon quickly wiped her tears and wrapped her arm around her mother's before walking up the steps.

“I'm fine and doing well. I've led a peaceful life all this while. There weren't any killings, bloodshed, or gunfights. My days have been so peaceful that I have gradually forgotten what it was like to live like a lifeless puppet.”

Before Ivy could ask further, Holden shot a glance at her, signaling for her to stop pressing on for answers.

Ivy sighed softly before saying, “My health has deteriorated over the past few years. Otherwise, I would have looked for you personally. After almost six years of endless searching, your brother was still unable to find you. I thought you were already...”

The woman stopped short and immediately corrected herself. “What am I talking about? I take it back. You're standing in front of me right now. Seeing that you're safe and sound, there's really nothing more I can ask for.”

Shannon's expression brightened as the corners of her mouth curled up into a faint smile. She was relieved to see her mother, and the gloomy air that was previously surrounding her seemed to have dissipated.

“Mother, I'm just grateful that you are still alive. By the way, you must have heard about Holden's kid, right?”

A shocked expression appeared on Ivy's face at once. Subconsciously, she looked toward her son and asked, “Is what your sister just said true?”

Holden smiled and replied, “He went out with his mom to visit her friend. They will be back in the afternoon. Please be patient and wait for a while.”

Ivy was ecstatic to hear that. However, her overexcitement had probably triggered her ailment, and the woman started coughing violently.

“Mother, are you okay?”

“I'm fine. I'm okay. I'm just so happy.”

Shannon breathed a sigh of relief before her eyes dimmed.

If Eugene were still alive, he would have been five years old. Shannon could not help but imagine how delighted her mother would have been to know that she had another grandson.

At the thought of her son, who had died a terrible death, Shannon's expression slowly turned grim.

From the corner of his eye, Holden noticed that something was off about Shannon. He could more or less guess what was on her mind and quickly changed the topic. “The two of you haven't seen each other for some time. I'm sure you have a lot to talk to each other about. Let's go sit down on the couch and have a good chat.”

Shannon suppressed the waves of sorrow in her heart and recomposed herself. A moment later, a smile resurfaced on her face.

Just then, the butler was seen approaching them in a hurry from the courtyard. While walking, he said, “Mr. Lewitt, Mr. Neyman is here. He has something urgent to speak to you about.”

Holden knitted his brows. After a few seconds of silence, he said in a deep voice, “Ask him to wait for me at Tarragon's branch. I will head over shortly.”

“I heard that Aunt Ivy is in Hallsbay and have specially come to visit her. Holden, you are not going to turn me away, right? I'm your guest after all.”

Micah strode in after breaking through the bodyguards' defense.

Holden's expression turned grim before he said with displeasure, “Micah, this is my private residence. If you have anything to discuss with me, we can talk at the branch. Are you trying to challenge my authority by barging into my house like that?”

Micah stopped when he reached the bottom of the steps and looked up at Ivy and Shannon.

“I haven't seen you in a few years, Aunt Ivy. How have you been?”

The smile on Ivy's face faded.

Even though she did not know exactly what her daughter had been through over the past few years, she would never forget the painful experience they shared six years ago.

Ivy blamed herself for not being able to do anything while her daughter was being framed. She went around begging for help but to no avail, and in the end, Shannon was forced to lose one arm.

Ivy wasn't present at the scene on that fateful day, but she heard that Micah was there.

Moreover, it was him, the man whom Shannon had loved deeply for many years, who had suggested chopping off her arm.

Ivy could not imagine how painful it must have been for her child back then, not so much because of losing her arm, but because of Micah's ruthlessness toward her.
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