Chapter 362

Valeria pushed the door open and immediately saw a well-dressed woman sitting on the couch in the living room. Her makeup was flawless and polished. The woman's gaze met hers. She rose to her feet, her smile stiff and edged with mockery. "Jane, you're back." Her voice dripped with false warmth, but underneath it was nothing but indifference. She fixed her with a look, as though Valeria were an eyesore. Wendy's gaze shifted to the little girl standing beside Valeria. She froze for a moment. "Your daughter's really grown." Just then, Margaret came out of the kitchen carrying a steaming pot. She was frail, but her face was lit with a smile, glowing with joy as if nothing else in the world existed. "Riri, come quick. Your mom is here." She set the pot down, poured Wendy a cup of water, and then turned to Valeria. Taking her hand, she beamed. "She even brought back so many things… and she even called me Mom." Margaret's voice broke as tears welled up in her eyes. At her age, seeing