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Marvin just got the consent of that girl’s nanny and took a picture with the child.

Lance looked at the photo. It was Isabel. Suddenly, he was shocked, asking, "Look like ... ?"

Marvin enlarged the picture and pointed at Isabel’s delicate face.

"Look at the nose, mouth, and face shape. Don’t they look like your proud appearance when you were a child?

"You can go and ask your mother about it, but her eyes look like..."

Marvin’s mind suddenly went blank, and he couldn’t tell it imdiately.

But he seed to have seen that pair of eyes sowhere!

"Yvette! Her eyes look exactly like those of Yvette’s!"

After Marvin thought about it, he teased, "Could it be that the child is your..."

Before he could finish speaking, he could only see Lance rushing out of the door.

When Marvin turned around, Lance had already disappeared.

He stared at Frankie with a stunned expression. "Has Lance checked his brain?"

"Professor Icahn, Mr. Wolseley has no problem with his brain."

Frankie tried to hold back his laughter and said, "But you just discovered sothing crucial to him."

After so long, there was finally a happy event.

Marvin’s expression suddenly changed. "Could it be..."

Marvin also ran out.

...

In a ward...

Stephen had to wait for the results of so tests before he could leave.

He sat beside the bed and peeled an apple. When he saw Yvette’s dazed expression, he asked, "Now that you have rembered everything, what do you plan to do?"

"I haven’t thought about it yet."

The most important thing now was to find out who wanted to harm her back then.

She had to be wary of the mysterious person and prevent him from hurting her and Isabel.

Stephen asked, "Then will you marry Lance again?"

After all, Yvette and Lance had been getting along quite well recently, and Lance had helped a lot in this matter.

Even Marlon had admired Lance.

This was very unusual. It turned out that Lance was very talented at negotiation.

Yvette frowned. During the period when she lost her mory, she could feel that she was hesitant.

She would feel excited because of Lance’s sweet words.

She would also be in a good mood because of his consideration.

But when Lance was ntioned at the mont, she could only think of his distrust of her in the past and his absence when she needed him the most.

Although Lance had been making up for it now, she had already been hurt. Those things wouldn’t just disappear just because of making up for them.

Stephen looked at Yvette, who was in a daze and felt that his question was a little too much. He coughed embarrassedly and said, "Sorry, I shouldn’t have ntioned it."

Yvette ca back to her senses and said, "It’s okay."

At that ti, Isabel ran in with a head full of sweat and said to Yvette, "Mommy, I’m thirsty."

Kamila ca in with the baby bottle and was going to feed Isabel.

Stephen took it and said with a warm smile, "Belle, do you want to help you with so water?"

When Isabel thought of Yvette’s illness, she nodded obediently.

Stephen held her to sit on his lap and fed her water.

When Isabel drank, so spilled out from the corner of her mouth. Yvette took a tissue and wiped it off for her.

In this way, the distance between the three beca very close.

After drinking the water, Stephen told Isabel a joke, and it kept her laughing.

Yvette felt glad by the laughter and temporarily put aside her worries, revealing a smile on her face.

In Stephen’s arms, Isabel was laughing so hard that her legs were kicking and she was about to slip down.

Yvette subconsciously reached out to hold her. Fortunately, Stephen was on guard. Not only did he hold Isabel tightly, but he also held Yvette, who was standing unsteadily.

Isabel thought it was a ga. She smiled and clapped her hands, wanting to do it again.

"No, it’s a little dangerous." Yvette was worried.

Stephen also smiled and replied, "Belle, good girl. Let’s play a safer ga."

Isabel then pulled Yvette’s and Stephen’s hands together, saying with a smile, "Shall we play the ga of clapping our hands?"

Stephen’s hand covered the back of Yvette’s hand. It was dry and warm.

But Yvette couldn’t bear it and wanted to withdraw her hand.

This feeling stunned her.

She couldn’t bear it...

Why was it so obvious that she didn’t like other n to get close to her?

When she was facing Lance, she had never rejected his kisses and hugs.

Why...

When Lance ran fast all the way to the door of the ward, he saw this scene.

Stephen held Yvette’s hand and hugged Isabel. The three of them were happy.

It was as if they were a family.

And he was an intruder who tried to interfere with them.

Seeing the bright smile on Isabel’s face, he agreed with what Marvin had said.

Isabel was his daughter!

Marlon was powerful, and Yvette lost her mory, so he didn’t recognize in ti that Isabel was his daughter.

When he thought about the whole thing now, he seed to have understood everything. Isabel was so rational that she didn’t act like a three-year-old child at all. Moreover, Yvette had just returned ho. How could the Lynn family let her marry a man in less than half a year...

They did all these to cover up the identity of the child.

If Marvin hadn’t revealed it today, he would still have been kept in the dark.

Yvette’s smiling face suddenly froze when she saw Lance at the door.

Lance stood straight at the door, his head almost touching the door fra. His eyes were filled with anger, and his oppressive aura was extrely obvious.

Besides the anger in his eyes, there was an emotion that Yvette could not understand...

It was as if he was feeling sad.

Stephen noticed Yvette’s strange expression and followed her gaze.

After seeing Lance, he held Yvette’s hand tightly.

Yvette was stunned and subconsciously wanted to break free from Stephen’s hand, but the next second, she was shocked by this thought.

Why didn’t she want Lance to see her holding hands with another man...

They clearly had no relationship now.

Lance walked in the door. His handso face didn’t show any expression, but it inexplicably made people feel cold.

Walking to the front of the three people, Lance said coldly to Stephen, "Get out."

Stephen was not intimidated by his coldness. Just as he was about to say sothing, Yvette stopped him.

She took a step forward and said coldly, "Lance, the one who should go out is you."

These words were so cruel to Lance that he just wanted to tear sothing apart.

But he tried his best to restrain himself.

He took Isabel from Stephen’s hands and hugged her tightly. When he looked at Isabel’s face, his eyes turned red.

"Belle..."

Lance’s voice was full of emotions, which shocked Yvette.

Stephen didn’t expect Lance’s action, so Isabel was taken away by Lance, and now he hurriedly wanted to take Isabel back, saying, "Mr. Wolseley, please give her back to ."

Lance tried his best to control his anger in front of Isabel, but his eyes were so cold.

"You have no right to ask to return Belle to you."

Yvette felt that sothing was wrong as she heard it, and her heart was beating fast.

She stretched out her hand to grab Isabel and said harshly, "Lance, what are you doing? Let go of my daughter!"

Lance’s expression was cold. After suppressing his emotions for a long ti, he said coldly, "Are you sure I have no right to stay with her?"

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