「After 10 PM. The Summers family residence.」
Mika Summers sat on the sofa, her gaze fixed on Archie Summers, who was seated a short distance to her left. A sense of unease churned within her. She glanced down at the photo on her phone again, her brow tightening into a deep frown.
Earlier that day, when Eleanor Bishop had returned with Rory, Mika had asked if something was wrong. But Eleanor had only given her a two-word reply: "Nothing's wrong." She refused to say anything more.
'How could I believe that nothing was wrong? The man in the car clearly said that the old man wanted to see his biological granddaughter. So... does that mean Rory isn't Dad's biological granddaughter?'
She pieced together everything that had happened over the years, thinking it all through carefully. Then there was the oil painting she had seen at the villa a few months ago, which served as further evidence...
'All of it pointed to one thing: maybe my brother... wasn't really my biological brother.'
