When His Perfect Mask Shattered I Awoke (Anneliese) novel Chapter 493

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Chapter 493 Bloodlines and Boundaries

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“Is it because of what I told you?” Anneliese asked gently. “You look a lot like Melanie. If it really is you, maybe that bond of blood will make a difference–they might not treat you the way they treated me.”

But Sylvia shook her head. “Of course not. You’re so much more capable and beautiful than I am, and they still couldn’t treat you right. They’d only treat me worse. I don’t have your strength. If it were me, I’d probably have died at Selina’s hands long ago.”

Just then, a frail figure rushed into the restaurant, cutting into their conversation.

“You… You’re my daughter, aren’t you?”

Anneliese froze, staring in shock at the sudden appearance of Melanie. How did she even find us

here?

Sylvia was startled too, her wide eyes locked on the stranger.

“You… you are! You must be my daughter!” Tears streamed down Melanie’s cheeks as she stepped forward, reaching out to touch Sylvia’s face. “Let me take a good look at you.”

But Sylvia stumbled back two steps. “I… I don’t know you. You’ve got the wrong person.”

Anneliese had promised Sylvia that whether she wanted to acknowledge the White family or not would be entirely her decision. If she didn’t want contact, Anneliese would make sure they wouldn’t bother her. After all, she was the one who had brought Sylvia to Oceaton in the first place.

Seeing the panic on Sylvia’s face, Anneliese immediately stepped forward, placing herself between them. “Mrs. White, she’s my friend, not your daughter. You’ve made a mistake. We’re leaving.”

She took Sylvia’s hand and started for the door, but Melanie hurried after them.

“No! She is my daughter! Anne, I know you hate us, but you can’t stand in the way of a mother and daughter being reunited!”

Her voice rose with emotion, drawing curious stares from all around the restaurant as murmurs rippled through the crowd. Sylvia, overwhelmed, instinctively sought shelter behind Anneliese.

Anneliese held her protectively and frowned. Her voice dropped, steady and firm. “Didn’t you hear me, Lawrence? She’s not your daughter. You’re mistaken.”

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But at that very moment, Perseus and Christopher arrived. Christopher’s sharp eyes immediately landed on the property transfer contract still in Sylvia’s hand. Without hesitation, he snatched it away.

“If she’s not our sister,” Christopher demanded, “why would you transfer Grandma’s property to her?”

Sylvia’s heart pounded. She had never been in such a chaotic situation before. Protected all her life by her adoptive parents, she’d never experienced confrontation–let alone something like this. But she forced herself to stay calm. “You can’t just grab my things without asking! Give it back!”

Christopher hesitated as he looked at her—his heart heavy with guilt and conflicted emotion. This was their real sister. They had treated Anneliese so poorly before, only to later discover that Selina was nothing but an illegitimate child who had long secretly reconnected with her birth mother and betrayed them.

They had drowned in remorse ever since. And now, fate had brought their real sister before them–it felt like a chance to make things right.

He forced a smile. “What’s your name? I’m your second brother. That’s our mother, and this is our eldest brother. Don’t be scared–we’ve been waiting for you to come home.”

Perseus and Melanie nodded eagerly, their faces filled with trembling excitement.

Sylvia reached out, her voice calm but resolute. “I’m sorry, but I don’t know any of you. I’m not your daughter. Please give me back my contract.”

Christopher frowned deeply. “You’re mistaken. I’m not trying to take your house. But if you weren’t part of our family, why would Anneliese give you our grandmother’s property?”

“Just look at your face,” Perseus urged. “You’re the spitting image of our mother!”

“My child!” Melanie cried, stepping forward to clutch Sylvia’s hand. “I didn’t mean to lose you. It was all my fault. Please, forgive me–why won’t you acknowledge me?”

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