Chapter 722

The voice sounded familiar, but it was laced both with uncertainty and puzzlement. Naomi paused. She knew that whoever the voice belonged to was probably calling for her, and although it sounded vaguely familiar, she could not put her finger on where she had heard it before. Naomi turned to glance in the direction of the voice. She froze when she saw who it was. It was Wendy, standing at the end of the long corridor of shelves. She was wearing an elegant dress with matching high heels and had this season's newest Hermes bag slung over her arm. Her makeup was immaculate, and her hair was swept back beautifully. She did not look a day over thirty, when in reality, she was close to fifty years old. She looked nothing like the woman Naomi had first met at the hospital in San Angelino. Although she both dressed and looked starkly different, Naomi could still recognize her instantly. Charles had inherited most of his facial features from Wendy, so Naomi could see traces of Charles wi