The ballroom remained silent after Daniel's shocking words.
"But someone in this room has been searching for you for a very long time."
Emily felt a strange chill run through her body.
"What do you mean?" she asked carefully.
Daniel's eyes remained fixed on her.
Before he could answer, Alexander stepped forward.
"That's enough."
His voice was cold and firm.
"I won't allow you to play games with my wife."
Daniel raised his hands slightly, as if surrendering.
"Relax, Alexander. I'm not here to cause trouble."
"Then explain yourself," Alexander replied.
The guests watched the scene closely. The tension in the room had grown thick.
Daniel looked around the ballroom slowly.
"Perhaps this isn't the best place for such a conversation."
Alexander's grandfather tapped his cane on the floor.
"You've already created a scene. You might as well finish what you started."
Daniel nodded slightly.
"Very well."
He turned back toward Emily.
"Tell me something," he said calmly. "Emily… do you know anything about your parents?"
The sudden question caught her off guard.
"My parents?" she repeated.
"Yes."
Emily frowned slightly.
"They died when I was young."
That was the story she had always known.
Daniel studied her face carefully.
"And you're certain that's the truth?"
Emily's heart skipped.
"What are you implying?"
Daniel reached into his jacket pocket.
He pulled out a thin envelope.
"I've spent the last few months investigating certain things connected to the Knight family."
Alexander's eyes narrowed.
"And what does that have to do with Emily?"
Daniel slowly held up the envelope.
"Because her name appeared in those records."
The room grew even quieter.
Alexander stepped forward.
"Hand it over."
Daniel hesitated for a moment… then passed the envelope to him.
Alexander opened it slowly.
Inside were several documents and an old photograph.
His expression darkened immediately.
Emily felt nervous.
"What is it?"
Alexander didn't answer right away.
Instead, he looked toward his grandfather.
"You should see this."
The old man walked forward and took the photograph.
For the first time that night, the calm expression on his face changed.
His sharp eyes widened slightly.
"That's impossible," he murmured.
Sophia, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke.
"What is it?"
But no one answered her.
Emily's anxiety grew stronger.
"Can someone please tell me what's going on?"
Daniel spoke softly.
"The photograph was taken twenty years ago."
He pointed at the picture in the grandfather's hand.
"And the woman standing beside Alexander's father…"
Emily's breath caught.
"…looks exactly like you."
Gasps spread throughout the ballroom.
Emily stared at the photograph.
The woman in the picture truly looked almost identical to her.
Same eyes.
Same smile.
Same face.
Alexander looked back at Daniel.
"Who is she?"
Daniel's voice dropped slightly.
"She was once connected to the Knight family."
He paused.
"But she disappeared mysteriously many years ago."
Emily felt her heart racing.
"Who… is she?"
The grandfather slowly lifted his eyes toward Emily.
His voice was heavy.
"She was my daughter."