Vivienne gazed deeply into the eyes of her mother, whom she had waited over ten years to reunite with. There was an undeniable reluctance to let go.

Memories, after all, weren't everything. If they couldn't be retrieved, then so be it.

Karen ruffled Vivienne's hair affectionately. "Frost, I believe in you. You're my pride and joy in this world, and nothing will ever pose an obstacle in your way. You're my treasure, and whatever you set your mind to, you'll surely succeed."

She knew her daughter all too well.

Vivienne didn't want to lose her; she didn't want to be cast into the world as an orphan again.

Indeed, those lost memories weren't crucial.

She now knew how she had vanished and had been reunited with her biological father. Whether her memories returned or not wasn't important.

When F-Poison had abducted her from the Perez family, Diana hadn't even seen his true face.

At Scepter University, the white-haired old man who knew F-Poison had only seen Elliot's face. Flynn might know, but he would never tell.

Thus, in this entire world, Karen was the only one who might have seen F-Poison's real face.

And those lost memories? They needed to be recovered at all costs.

Vivienne bit her lower lip pensively. "I only have one chance."

One opportunity: success meant jubilation; failure meant no second chances.

Karen smiled reassuringly. "I know, but I'm not going to die. Your mentor has seen it in the cards - I'm going to live to be two hundred!"

Vivienne knew her mother was jesting, but it helped ease her tension slightly.

Karen continued, "I must recover that part of my memory, so rest assured, nothing will happen to me. And my dear daughter, when have you ever faced defeat?"

Holding Vivienne's hand tightly, Karen said, "Go ahead with confidence. No matter what happens, I'm here for you."

firmly together, and

She was contemplating, hesitating.

seeing the resolve in Karen's eyes,

start tomorrow. For today, how about we go back and have a potluck dinner with Grandpa

"Sounds perfect!"

daughter left hand in hand, and Percival, seeing the streaks on Vivienne's cheeks, didn't ask any questions. He took their bags and drove them

bustled about in

Except for Maddox.

immersed in playing house

saw Maddox's head adorned with a

are you playing today, Uncle Maddox?" Vivienne

only to be scolded by

come on, Yuri, don't be so harsh on the kid. So what

were impersonating Zelda and Yuri Perez, and Maddox was, well,

and Yasmine

too many nieces isn't great either. Fredrick, when are you

watermelon into Maddox's mouth with absolute precision and said, "Shut it.

more kids? Go have them yourself. Those two rascals are enough for me. Dad, how about I bring them over

suggestion of taking on his grandsons. "No, no, no, keep them. If

"No way, I'm done with that. They're grown now, not

sighed. "Why do you always treat kids like toys?

curled slightly. "Aunt Carmen, it's genetic. My mom does the

runs in your grandpa's side!"

gently. "Don't worry, when we have kids, I

how many kids are you planning on?

bed for yourself!" All the

thuds later, two bumps formed on Maddox's head-one from

it was

deeply. "What's happened to this

Perez Mansion was abuzz with laughter

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