Chapter 1595: Chapter 1595: Kneeling in Front of the Sickbed to Agree
The blood-soaked past—how could she possibly forget?
These things, she could never erase from her memory. Qiana had once been her best friend.
Come to think of it, she had even met Yana Yale before.
Probably at a few banquets. Although the details had grown hazy, Yana Yale was stunningly beautiful—that kind of beauty you only needed to see once to remember forever. Even just sitting quietly, she could draw countless eyes.
Because of that, after all these years, Yana Yale still left a lasting impression on her.
And now, thinking about it, Jasmine Yale and Yana Yale… they did look so alike. The same eyebrows, the same facial features, even the same temperament.
As for Hadley Ximenez… she remembered him too.
A man with good family background, good looks, and talent—such men always stood out in a crowd. Hadley Ximenez was one of them.
In retrospect, their daughter truly inherited every one of their best qualities.
“You’re not lying to me?” Aunt May rubbed her temples hard, her voice trembling slightly.
After all, she was someone with life experience. It didn’t take her too long to rein in her emotions, stopping the incredible waves of disbelief from spiraling out of control.
Still, her chest and body felt as though they were entangled in underwater weeds. There was a suffocating sensation, even breathing came with pain.
Every cell in her body seemed steeped in an indescribable heaviness.
“How would I dare to lie to you, Aunt May?” Lana Fern massaged her shoulders.
She had spent so much effort digging into these matters, and she hadn’t expected… such a surprise.
One had to admit that Sylvan Cheney’s methods were brilliant. He had hidden this piece of the past so seamlessly. But alas, as long as certain individuals existed who shouldn’t, these secrets could never remain under wraps forever.
Following leads through the Zahir Family, she had uncovered the entire buried past.
Yana Yale, in Landon, was one of the top socialites of her day. But in Willow Wave City, no one knew her name.
As a result, Yana Yale and Kaine Zahir had lived together for several years without the Zahir Family ever discovering her true identity.
“Are you truly not lying to me? Something as colossal as this…” Aunt May’s throat tightened in anguish, her voice coarse, tainted with raspiness. “I’m old now; I can’t handle this kind of joke.”
“Aunt May, you yourself called it a major matter. Since it’s so important, how would I dare joke with you? I wasn’t originally planning on saying anything. But just now, when I saw Miss Yale, it suddenly reminded me of all this. I even assumed you already knew.”
“I didn’t.”
“Ah? Then I’ve been too meddlesome. I thought Mr. Cheney treated you like his very own aunt and would tell you everything, especially something as monumental as a marriage like this. Ah, I spoke out of turn. Forgive me, Aunt May—this was my oversight.” Lana Fern stood behind her, watching the changes in Aunt May’s expression.
She observed the transitions from shock and disbelief to a gradual return to calm. But even so, beneath the composed surface, astonishment still glimmered faintly in her eyes.
Aunt May had to admit, this news hit her like a bolt from the blue. She was stunned, entirely dumbfounded.
She had thought that the Ximenez Family’s bloodline had been wiped out long ago. After all, with Sylvan Cheney’s abilities, exterminating a family of rivals was hardly an incredible feat.
Moreover, when Qiana’s depression worsened to the point where she slit her wrists in a suicide attempt and had to be rescued, she had always told the teenaged Sylvan Cheney that even if she had to scour heaven and earth, she would find every last member of the Ximenez Family and offer their blood as a sacrifice to the Cheney Family.
At that time, Sylvan Cheney, barely twelve or thirteen years old, had knelt at her bedside and promised her.
Who could have imagined…
Truly, no one could have.
Aunt May lowered her head, resting her hand against her forehead, and let out a long, drawn-out sigh in her heart.
Debt left by fate or a disastrous entanglement?
She had really believed that everyone from the Ximenez Family was long gone.
But who would have thought that Hadley Ximenez and Yana Yale’s daughter was still alive, and moreover…