After a brief silence, Lana suddenly looked toward Axel again.
"Uncle, there is actually sothing else I want to talk about."
Axel looked at her curiously. "What is it?"
Lana narrowed her eyes slightly. "Recently, I keep feeling like soone is watching ."
Her voice beca calr. "It feels like I am constantly being followed."
The mont those words left her mouth, Axel beca stunned internally.
Previously, Lucian had already inford him about Conrad’s secret investigation.
Axel already knew that his most capable nephew had discovered Lana’s existence and was trying to create natural encounters with her secretly.
However, Axel had never expected Lana to notice Conrad’s presence so quickly.
That level of perception was honestly terrifying.
Seeing Axel’s reaction, Lana imdiately noticed sothing strange.
Her eyes narrowed further. "You know who it is, don’t you?"
Axel hesitated briefly.
Eventually, he chose not to hide the truth and slowly nodded.
Seeing that response, Lana imdiately began analyzing the situation silently.
The only people her uncle would allow to secretly observe her without interfering were most likely... her real family mbers.
After arriving at that conclusion, Lana surprisingly smiled faintly instead of getting angry.
"Well, if you do not want to et them, then I will ask them to stop." Alex sighed.
However, Lana shook her head lightly afterward before asking quietly,
"Would they leave if I refused to et them?"
After several seconds, Axel finally sighed helplessly and shook his head.
"This ti, the person who wants to et you is your eldest brother."
The mont Lana heard those words, a strange feeling quietly rose inside her chest.
Anticipation. She had always believed she was indifferent toward family bonds.
Yet now, she realized she was not as emotionless as she originally thought.
Taking a slow deep breath, she finally nodded. "Alright."
Her voice softened slightly. "I want to et him."
Seeing her agree so decisively, Axel beca stunned for a mont.
However, his heart also ached faintly.
’If this child had not been abandoned emotionally for so long... Perhaps she would never have agreed so easily to et people who ignored her existence for years.’
The Peterson family had never intentionally hard Lana directly, but they had also never noticed her.
That negligence itself was painful enough.
anwhile, after receiving Axel’s reply, Conrad could hardly believe it.
Originally, he thought Lana would never notice his presence at all. Yet Axel inford him that not only had she noticed him, but she had even calmly guessed the truth.
At that mont, Conrad only had one thought in his mind.
’My little sister is truly terrifyingly talented.’
Of course, he did not dare say those thoughts aloud.
Beside him, his assistant Sally chuckled softly while lowering her head slightly.
"It seems Miss Lana is far more sensitive than expected."
Conrad nodded absentmindedly.
Soon afterward, they finally arrived at the arranged eting location.
However, even after getting there, Conrad remained seated inside the car for a very long ti.
He continuously adjusted his sleeves, fixed his collar, and checked his appearance repeatedly. His normally calm expression now carried visible nervousness.
Sally watched him helplessly from the front seat. "Young Master, you already look perfectly fine."
Conrad frowned slightly. "Really?"
Sally almost laughed.
This was the first ti she had ever seen the usually composed Conrad Peterson behaving so anxiously.
Conrad even asked her several awkward questions about how he should properly interact with his younger sister.
After all, his usual thod of treating Thessy had always been incredibly straightforward.
Whenever she wanted sothing, he simply gave her money.
Whenever he traveled abroad, he brought back expensive souvenirs to pamper her.
But now?
For so reason, Conrad felt that treating Lana the sa way would sohow feel... wrong.
This younger sister, who appeared completely indifferent toward family ties, made Conrad strangely nervous.
By now, he had already understood Lana’s attitude clearly.
She knew that her real family existed sowhere out there, yet she had never once tried to acknowledge them or approach them herself.
In her heart, she had probably already concluded that the Peterson family would hurt her eventually, just like the Almond family had done before.
The mont Conrad thought about the Almond family, a trace of darkness flashed through his blue eyes.
Those people had truly failed her completely.
However, he quickly suppressed those emotions before they beca visible on his face.
anwhile, Lana calmly arrived at the eting location and stepped inside the private restaurant hall.
The mont she saw Conrad sitting there, she paused slightly.
Conrad possessed silver hair and deep blue eyes exactly like hers.
If she had not been wearing her black wig, their resemblance would have beco imdiately obvious to anyone nearby.
Looking at those familiar features, Lana’s heart involuntarily skipped a beat.
A strange trace of anticipation quietly surfaced inside her chest.
After sitting down across from him, she smiled softly. Conrad imdiately extended his hand politely.
"I am Conrad Peterson."
Lana shook her hand calmly.
Of course, she already knew who Conrad Peterson was. She would have to be an idiot not to recognize the eldest young master of the most powerful family in the entire country.
Now she finally understood why the fake daughter had desperately clung to her stolen identity all these years.
Once soone tasted the power and prestige of the Peterson family, how could they willingly give them up?
Thinking about that, Lana quietly pushed away the unpleasant thoughts rising inside her mind before looking back toward Conrad.
Like a perfect gentleman, Conrad asked calmly, "What would you like to eat?"
Lana thought for a mont before answering honestly, "I would really like lobster."
Hearing those words, Conrad nodded imdiately.
Soon, the waiter arrived, and Conrad calmly ordered several additional dishes without hesitation.
To Lana’s surprise, almost all of them happened to be her favorites.
Lana beca slightly stunned.
Originally, she had assud that soone who looked as cold and distant as Conrad would probably behave similarly to Garrison, indifferent toward everyone around him.
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