HappyNovel"What did you say?" Aveline frowned, staring at her.
Out of desperation, Hilda continued, "I know so much-so much! Just helpget out of here, and I'll tell you everything. Aveline, all those beautiful things, that life-it was supposed to be yours! Someone else has taken your place!" Aveline felt her mind whirl, her gaze shifting to Zachary.
Someone had taken her identity? "It seems you really can't hand her over," Zachary said. "It's not that you can't find your biological parents- someone has stolen them from you, Aveline. You need to find out the truth." Aveline blinked, realization dawning. She could have found her real parents. She was supposed to find them. But someone else had known about it first and taken her place? "Who? Who is this person?" A surge of anger coursed through her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe wasn't an orphan after all! Hilda had always known this and never told her. She had even tried to ruin her completely! Why? Why did Hilda treat her like this? Seeing Aveline's emotions shift, Hilda regained her composure and said, "Getout safely, keep those people from finding me, and I'll tell you. Otherwise, you'll never know." Aveline's face darkened.
Hilda was shameless! And right now, she was the only one who knew the truth.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Suddenly, there was a loud, insistent knocking at the front door.
A small child crunning over, eyes wide with fear. "Mr. Wills, there are so many people outside!" Zachary's expression changed. "They're back." He turned to Aveline. "Let's step outside and lock this door." Then, he looked at Hilda. "If you don't want to get caught, stay quiet." Hilda nodded quickly, even covering her mouth with her hands.
Zachary and Aveline stepped out, securely locking the door and double-checking it before heading toward the entrance.
Zachary opened the door and faced the men in black suits with a cold expression. "What exactly do you want?" One of the bodyguards replied, "We're looking for someone. Step aside, or this orphanage will be shut down." Zachary retorted, "You're quite the bullies. Fine, then. Let's call the police." The bodyguard sneered. "You think the police will make a difference?" Zachary hesitated for a moment, sensing their arrogance. It seemed the police might indeed be useless against them. What now? "Open the door!" The bodyguards began kicking at the door, their behavior both forceful and aggressive.
Zachary's face darkened. "This is an orphanage! There are children here. You'll scare them!" "And what does that have to do with us?" the bodyguard responded dismissively, kicking the door even harder.
Aveline stood behind, her face tense.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt that moment, her phone She glanced at the screen an unfamiliar number belongs to "Hello, who is this?" she asked, puzzled as she answered the call.
"Mrs. Tudor, I'm one of the bodyguards assigned to protect you. Do you need assistance?" ca E cold, stern voice.
Aveline froze for a moment. The only person who would have his memgall her "Mrs. Tydor" was Lucas. So he had been secretly assigning people to protect her all along!
She couldn't quite decipher how she felt about this revelation. Meanwhile, the men outside continued kicking at the door, which, already old and worn, was now on the verge f collapse. "Alright, thank you," Aveline replied.
"No need to thank me, Mrs. Tudor," cthe curt response before the call ended.
Moments later, there was a loud shout-"Ah!"-followed by a heavy thud from outside the door.
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