Nancy bore a subtle resemblance to Regina, but Nancy was much prettier.
Raine's nails dug into her palms. She had expected the long-lost Nancy to be mousy and dowdy, never this dazzling. Regina and Andrew were just as stunned.
Nancy let her gaze travel over the faces in the room before breaking the silence. "Hello, I'm Nancy… Your daughter."
Her tone was even, her composure unshaken. It felt less like a reunion than the opening of a negotiation.
Regina seemed to wake from a daze. Her first glance, however, went to Raine, worry clouding her eyes. Only then did she speak. "Nancy, come here. Have a seat."
Nancy crossed the room and settled onto the couch. All eyes were on her, and she felt a faint unease stirring within.
Raine's gaze lingered on the details of Nancy's clothing, and a quiet breath of relief escaped her. Nancy was exactly as she had imagined.
Though beautiful, Nancy bore no trace of a designer label. She could only have come from an ordinary family.
Raine's voice was soft. "You're back, Nancy. We've all missed you."
The moment Nancy's gaze settled on her, she knew—this was the fake heiress who had taken her place in the Lidell family. She answered only with a short, noncommittal hum.
Raine's eyes brimmed with sudden redness. "Do you not like me, Nancy?"
Nancy frowned, her voice carrying mild confusion. "Why wouldn't I like you?"
Raine lowered her head, her words faltering. "I know you must hate me for taking your place. I'm truly sorry. If you don't want me here, I can leave right now."
Fergus' face darkened at once. Stepping forward, he positioned himself squarely in front of Raine, his body a shield as his cold gaze locked on Nancy.

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