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Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 1309
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“Aunt Miranda?’ Carlos was surprised.

“Let her in,” he said with a nod.

Wasting no time, Miranda walked in, wearing a purple suit.

“Carlos, tellabout… Evelyn,” she demanded as soon as she saw Carlos

Raising his brows, Carlos stared at Miranda as he rose from his chair.

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“You two get on well. She didn’t tell you?”

Miranda was stumped. Debbie had never mentioned she had a child.

“Who’s the father?” she urged after a deep breath.

Just then, Frankie cin with two cups of steaming, aromatic coffee.

Carlos took the tray from him, put the cups on the table, and said to her, “Please. Take a seat.”

Miranda tucked sloose hair behind her ear and sighed.

“I can’t. I need to know.” When she discovered Evelyn’s existence, she was so excited she had booked a flight immediately, heading back to Alorith.

Carlos decided to let her be difficult. He took out his phone and scrolled through the images until he found a particular photo. Then he handed his phone to her.

“This explains everything.”

It was a photo of the DNA test results.

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Miranda’s usually cold face now reflected joy. It looked out of place.

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Even Carlos had seldom seen this expression. Anyone else might be shocked. She mumbled, “I knew it. You two had a kid.”

“Yes. She’s ours,” Carlos admitted.

Miranda handed the phone back to him. With a serious Look, she went on,

“I always hoped you two would givegrandkids. I would Like to take her to New York so I can be close to her. Or you can transferhere.

You’re the boss. Think you can make that happen?”

“You have an important job. I can’t just transfer you. Besides, you already have a grandkid.”

“I have someone in mind to replace me. Don’t worry.” She put her bag on the sofa and sat down. After sipping scoffee, she said in a low voice, “And yes, I do have another grandkid, but Evelyn’s my first granddaughter. More importantly, she’s yours. I want to make things up to you.”

Though she was Carlos’ birth mom, she didn’t raise him. He’d spent thirty years calling someone else mother.

When she thought about this, Miranda looked at him lovingly, no Longer the tough and capable businesswoman but a caring mother