True Love Deserves a Second Chance

Alexander returned to the room and lit a cigarette.

The anger in his eyes had not diminished in the slightest.

He had intended to use this method to force Aaron to give up Daisy, but he hadn't expected Aaron to be willing to let his whole family lose their jobs just to protect Daisy.

Could Aaron's love for Daisy really be that deep?

To the point of disregarding his own family's well-being?

Alexander took a deep drag of his cigarette, letting the white smoke pass through his lungs, but even the taste of nicotine couldn't calm his emotions.

He was finding Daisy more and more incomprehensible.

If a person's upbringing could change their character, then Elodie, who grew up in such

a harsh environment, still managed to maintain a kind heart.

And since Daisy was brought back, Gilbert had found the best teachers for her.

To teach her the qualities a socialite should have.

Daisy learned quickly, but when did her heart become so dirty?

Where did it go wrong?

Was it the education or the root cause?

Alexander picked up the photo frame on the table, his gaze falling on his three-year- old sister.

In Alexander's memory, his sister had always been kind-hearted.

Back then, she fell into an ice hole because she saw a little bird fall into the water and wanted to save it.

She often took leftovers to the park to feed stray cats.

She said the cats were pitiful because they had no home.

If they had no food, it would be even more pitiful.

So, even in bad weather, she would have Gilbert take her to the park to feed the cats.

How did such a kind heart become so filthy?

Alexander couldn't help but brush his finger over his sister's little face in the photo, his voice heavy, "How can I find the old you again?"

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

Remy, dressed in work clothes, stood at the door and nodded at Alexander, saying,

"Mr. Cross, may I clean your room?"

Alexander responded indifferently.

Only then did Remy dare to enter the room and start working with a cloth.

Seeing Alexander holding the photo, she couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Cross, did you really lose Ms. Cross?"

Mentioning this, the scene from that year instantly came to Alexander's mind.

That weekend, he had taken his sister to the park to feed the stray cats.

He had been careful to watch her the whole time, but then he got curious and watched

a fight in the park for a few minutes.

In those few minutes, his sister disappeared.

Alexander searched everywhere in a panic but couldn't find her.

Later, he heard someone say that his sister had been taken away by two men.

He panicked.

He immediately called Gilbert and started searching the whole city for her.

They searched for many days but couldn't find any trace of her.

It was only then that Alexander realized his sister had been kidnapped by traffickers.

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He might never see her again.

Although his family didn't blame him, he could never forgive himself. During his teenage years, he became irritable because of this incident.

He got into fights everywhere and became wild and unruly.

It wasn't until the day his sister was found that he started to restrain himself a bit.

Recalling these memories, a bitter smile appeared on Alexander's lips.

His voice was hoarse, "This is also my debt to her, so I've indulged her all these years, not expecting to spoil her like this."

Remy continued working while saying, "Ms. Cross is lucky to have been found after getting lost, and you all treat her well. Unlike Elodie, who was used as a gambling debt by her father and given to my husband, and no one ever came to see her.

I don't know what kind of heartless parents could be so cruel."

Hearing her words, Alexander felt a pang in his heart and asked in a deep voice, "How old was Elodie then? Does she have any memory of her parents?"noveldrama

Remy sighed, "She was probably often beaten at home. When Elodie first came to our house, she didn't speak. I thought she was mute. It took over a year for her to start talking, but she always wished she had a brother. I think she must have had a brother who loved her very much."

Alexander suddenly remembered the scene of Elodie hugging him that day.

Perhaps deep in her memory, Elodie had a brother who treated her well.

Thinking of how Elodie was sold at such a young age, Alexander felt a sour pain in his heart.

At that moment, he heard Remy sigh again, "When Elodie was young, she looked a lot like Ms. Cross, but she wasn't as lucky as Ms. Cross and got this deadly disease. If it weren't for you and Ms. Sinclair, I don't know what I would have done."

Hearing this, Alexander frowned slightly, "You said Elodie looked a lot like Daisy?" Remy nodded repeatedly, "Yes, they looked very similar when they were young. If it weren't for you in this photo, I would have thought it was Elodie. But they don't look alike now, probably because of different growing environments." Alexander looked at her in surprise.

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How similar could it be for a mother to mistake them?

At that moment, Daisy's voice came from the door.

She was holding a cup of coffee and looked at Alexander timidly, "Alexander, I made

you a cup of coffee. Do you want to drink it?"

Alexander was still holding the photo, his mind filled with images of his sister as a child.

Faced with Daisy's sudden intrusion, he didn't have time to pull his thoughts back.

His voice wasn't as cold as usual.

He responded indifferently, "Put it over there."

With his permission, Daisy immediately walked over with the coffee and placed it on the coffee table.

Then she lowered her head and said, "Alexander, Grandpa, and I are going to the park to feed the cats. Do you want us to buy you something from the supermarket on the way back?"

Hearing her words, Alexander looked at her indifferently.

This was something his sister used to say to him often. She would often cling to his leg and say, "Alex, Grandpa, and I are going to the park to feed the cats. We'll bring you something good to eat when we come back."

She was so cute back then, so cute that he didn't want to go to school and just wanted to play with her.

Thinking of these scenes, Alexander's eyes narrowed slightly.

He didn't say anything and watched Daisy leave his room.

The previously pitiful Daisy clenched her fists tightly as she walked out the door.

She had heard Remy and Alexander's conversation just now.

Elodie looked a lot like her when she was young.

How could that be? How could she look like someone so lowly?

Daisy immediately went back to her room and dialed a number.