Chapter 146: What's Going On?

Vincent indeed had a pile of letters in his hands, the earliest one dating back to the first month their whole family left the mansion, while the latest was from the week before they decided to return home. The address had changed at least ten times, indicating that they had been constantly on the move for years. There was no animosity between father and son, and old Mr. Foley spent most of his time alone in the large Foley mansion. He longed for company and family, and having children around him. When Vincent handed him that stack of letters, even the once dominant business tycoon from his younger years couldn't help but soften a bit in his heart. "You must be Emelia," old Mr. Foley said as he looked at the girl before him with tears streaming down his face. "I remember when your dad took you away when you were just over three years old - so small! And now you're all grown up." Since the Foley family had several generations of boys, having a girl like Emelia was a rare occurrence