Chapter 659
To be honest, she didn\'t know.
During the years she spent with Taylor Olsen\'s household, she often spied on her Jodie South with the longing eyes of someone desperate for a mother. Jodie always appeared gentle and serene, embodying the grace of bamboo.
At first, Keira didn\'t understand why Jodie would be so kind to her, the illegitimate child of a mistress. But eventually, it all made sense.
Jodie and Taylor\'s marriage was a contractual arrangement.
Even though Taylor professed his love for Jodie and claimed he only cared about their children, Jodie still tolerated the presence of Poppy and Keira.
Would any other woman allow a mistress and her illegitimate child to live right under her nose? n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
So...
Keira looked at Uncle Olsen and said with certainty, "She doesn\'t love Taylor."
Uncle Olsen was taken aback. "I know. How could Jodie ever fall for someone like Taylor?"
Keira bit her lip.
Uncle Olsen continued, "Your mother never mentioned me to you?"
Keira sighed, "Back then, I was just the mistress\'s daughter. Why would she tell me anything? Even after we reunited, we didn\'t spend much time together, and she never opened up about her past. But there\'s one thing..."
Uncle Olsen looked at her eagerly.
Keira began, "She always said she would rather die than see you again. What happened between you two to make her say that?"
Uncle Olsen\'s expression darkened as if he wanted to say something, but he just sighed in the end. "At least she still feels something for me, even if it\'s hatred. She won\'t forget me, right?"
Keira was silent.
Why does his love seem so pitiful?
She forced a smile, "I suppose so."
Uncle Olsen took a deep breath, "Alright, go have some fun."
As Keira turned to leave, Uncle Olsen suddenly called her back, "Keira."
She turned around.
Uncle Olsen looked at her intently, "She really never mentioned me? Not even once?"
Keira didn\'t reply.
Before Uncle Olsen appeared, Jodie had never spoken of anyone from Clance, nor did anyone know she had such deep ties there.
Uncle Olsen seemed to understand, "Go on."
Keira quietly left the living room, but before stepping outside, she glanced back to see Uncle Olsen with his head bowed, looking desolate.
Seeing this, Keira paused and then walked back to him.
Hearing her footsteps, Uncle Olsen looked up.
Keira smiled, "If you want to know if she ever loved you, let\'s rescue her first. Then you can ask her yourself."
Uncle Olsen was stunned.
Keira continued, "Communication is key. I don\'t know what my mom\'s thinking, but once she\'s safe, you can ask her."
Uncle Olsen stared at Keira and then suddenly smiled, "Alright."
...
When Keira left the living room again, Uncle Olsen was back to normal.
As she was about to step outside, James ran over, "Sis, someone from the Davis family is here to see you."
Keira was surprised, "The Davis family? Are you sure they\'re not here for Mary?"
Jams scratched his head. "No, she\'s here for you. I confirmed it several times."
Puzzled, Keira walked outside.
At the gate stood a graceful figure. Despite being nearly fifty, she looked like she was in her thirties.
It was Sarah, someone Keira had only met once.
Sarah was Lewis\'s mother.
Seeing her, Keira remembered what old Mrs. Horton had said about Sarah abandoning Lewis when he was just seven months old after discovering her husband had an illegitimate child. She had left without caring about her son\'s fate.
She hadn\'t seen him since.
The last time Keira visited the Davis family, Sarah didn\'t recognize Lewis.
Keira felt a wave of empathy for Lewis and couldn\'t help but regard Sarah with a cold expression. But her upbringing made her approach politely, "Ms. Davis, what brings you here?"
Sarah turned at the sound of Keira\'s voice, her eyes as calm as a lake, as if looking at a stranger.
After a moment, Sarah spoke, "I have something I need you to give to Lewis."
Keira was taken aback, "What is it?"
Sarah handed her a document, "This."
Keira opened the document, and upon reading its contents, her eyes widened in shock. She looked up at Sarah in disbelief.