Jasmine grabbed her shoulders and quickly pulled her away, looking at her in disbelief, "Jocelyn! What did you just call ?? Do you rember who I am? Have you rembered everything??"
"Aunt." Jocelyn Morgan called out sadly, then looked at the middle-aged man beside her, "Uncle..." Finally, her gaze fell on Finn Morgan, "Brother..."
All the briefly lost mories flooded back into her mind; she could imagine how worried her family must have been these days while she was missing.
Although she was not the Morgan family’s biological daughter, she was truly like the apple of their eye.
Jocelyn Morgan, full of guilt, with tears in her eyes, said sincerely, "I’m sorry for making you worry."
"Jocelyn, don’t say that, silly child!" Jasmine lovingly held her face.
"Have you regained your mory? That’s wonderful!" Everett Morgan was particularly delighted, his eyes filled with tears as he laughed heartily, "It’s truly wonderful! Everything has co back now!"
Downstairs, in the snow-covered courtyard, snowflakes were still dancing in the air.
From the classroom ca the clear sound of reading aloud.
Harlan Quinn saw two more cars driving toward this direction.
He couldn’t help but feel a bit puzzled; it seed that Jocelyn Morgan was a child from a wealthy family, with so many people caring for her, all driving luxury cars.
After all, usually, outsiders wouldn’t co to the orphanage, which was a relatively closed environnt.
Ian Shelby’s car was in front, followed by the limited edition Lamborghini, with a distance of about twenty ters between them.
Ian Shelby had just parked his car in the courtyard.
He quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car, "Are you the director? Hello, I’m Jocelyn’s boyfriend, is she here?"
"Yes, she is upstairs." Harlan Quinn captured his urgency in his eyes.
"Thank you!" Ian Shelby didn’t have ti to express the doubts in his heart or say more thanks; his mind was filled with Jocelyn Morgan, and he hurriedly ran towards the stairs!
Harlan Quinn turned to look at the tall back; he could sense how much tornt and anxiety this man had endured these days.
From Ian Shelby’s haggard face, Harlan Quinn, as a Chinese dicine doctor, could imdiately tell.
He saw four words on Ian Shelby—deeply devoted and loyal.
Soon, the limited edition Lamborghini also drove in and parked next to Trevor’s car.
Harlan Quinn was montarily shocked seeing the car logos; each car was more luxurious than the last, all coming for Jocelyn Morgan?
As soon as the driver got out, he quickly opened the rear car door.
Hmm, quite the display.
Harlan Quinn couldn’t help but heighten his vigilance.
A man with a commanding presence and a young, beautiful woman got out of the car.
As the car door closed, Mia Lane hooked her arm around Justin Kingston’s, just about to step forward, she caught Harlan Quinn’s sight.
Mia Lane’s steps faltered, a trace of surprise flickered in her eyes!
Seeing his wife stop, Justin Kingston turned his gaze, noticing Mia’s expression slightly changing. Following her gaze, he saw the middle-aged man not far away also looking surprised.
Justin Kingston furrowed his eyebrows slightly.
"Uncle!" Mia Lane’s voice trembled lightly, her composure breaking.
The title left Justin Kingston utterly astonished, Uncle?
Then looking at Harlan Quinn, he saw a hint of joy spreading through the surprise in his eyes, "Mia! Is it really you?"
Mia Lane stepped forward a few strides, Harlan Quinn excitedly grasped her arm, "Mia..." the uncle and niece had a long-awaited reunion!
These years, they had always been in a disconnected state.
anwhile, Ian Shelby went upstairs; as he entered the room, the Morgan family was exchanging warm words with Jocelyn.
"Jocelyn..." He stood at the doorway, softly calling her na, his longing gaze falling on her face.
The Morgan family turned to look, Jasmine did not seem pleased to see him!
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