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Gwendolyn was genuinely startled. It was their first meeting, yet the woman was giving her billions in
assets. Anyone in their right mind would be suspicious of the strange situation.
Upon seeing her wary look, Sophia smiled and reassured, “Gwen, don't be afraid. I'd like you to help
me fulfill my wish. You look like my daughter, and I don't lack this money. Please take it. You may not
need it, but your three children do.”
Hearing this, Gwendolyn was stunned. How did this woman know I have three children? Perhaps my
mentor told her.
She pursed her lips and replied, “Ms. Sanders, although I love money very much and have always
wanted to earn more to give my children a better life, I have never thought of accepting something like
this. I really can't take it.”
After speaking, Gwendolyn turned around and left. She really could not accept such a lavish gift.
However, Sophia quickly stopped her and took off her veil.
To Gwendolyn's shock, the lady in front of her resembled her in every way, especially her eyes and lips.
It was as if they were carved from the same mold.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRegrettably, her exquisite beauty was marred by a big scar on her left cheek.
Feeling sympathetic toward her, Gwendolyn remarked, “Ms. Sanders.”
The woman smiled and said, “My face is ruined, so I can only live in the darkness. Gwen, don't we look
alike? Just take it as fulfilling my wish! You must keep it.”
After placing the box in Gwendolyn's hand, she continued, “Next month, my lawyer will be heading to
Avenport to finalize the transfer of the shares. Solstice Group will be yours from then on.”
As she patted Gwendolyn's hand, she added, “Gwen, I hope you can be happy! Don't follow in my
footsteps.”
Suddenly, Gwendolyn seemed to understand why her mentor brought her to meet Sophia. It turned out
that they really looked alike. Gwendolyn was stunned for a moment.
“Ms. Sanders, do you know Isabella Myers?” she asked.
Gwendolyn only knew her mother's name was Isabella Myers, but she had no idea what she looked
like.
It did not help that the Ashton family did not keep a single photo of her.
Sophia's gaze changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and said calmly, “I don't know
who she is. Am I supposed to know her?”
Gwendolyn held the box tightly in her hands and shook her head as she uttered, “She's my mother. I
guess it's impossible for the both of you to be acquainted.”
After all, she did not know where her mother was now. Her father told her that her mother had died a
long time ago.
But Gwendolyn had never been willing to accept it. She believed that one day her mother would come
back and that she did not abandon her.
Seeing the woman's despondent look made Sophia's heart ache. If it was possible, she would want to
acknowledge her as her daughter too.
Unfortunately, her current identity did not allow her to reunite with Gwendolyn. She did not want to bring
harm to her daughter.
Solstice Group was a company Sophia ran using someone else's identity. It was a well-known and
reputable business.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAll this while, she had to live in the shadows and do things that could not be seen in broad daylight.
Wrapping Gwendolyn up in a warm embrace, Sophia said gently, “You can think of me as your mother,
Gwen. I have a daughter too. She's just no longer around.”
Gwendolyn felt the warmth of motherly love flowing throughout her body.
She considered asking the woman what had happened to her face as the former leaned on her
shoulder.
Alas, she decided it was best not to speak about the matter.
After all, it was likely to be an unpleasant memory.
Every woman would value her appearance and never want to be disfigured.
It was clear that Sophia had gone through many hardships to become the strong woman she was
today.
She, like most successful women, must have recognized that she could only rely on herself. Only then
could she protect herself and the people she cared about.
Just then, Tiffany knocked on the door and called out, “Gwen, it's time to go!” Sophia released
Gwendolyn and wiped the tears off the latter's face. After wearing her veil, she comforted, “Don't cry,
Gwen. You look so pretty when you smile. You should smile more in the future.”
After glancing at the box in her hands, Gwendolyn nodded slightly and said, “Thank you, Ms. Sanders.
You should smile more too!”
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