"It was a beautiful love story, they got married and soon had a daughter as adorable as an angel..."
"But seventeen years ago, when their daughter was less than a year old, they were hit head-on by a truck driver on their way back to the farm from Denver..."
A flicker of deep, bone-penetrating pain flashed in Elizabeth's eyes.
"By the time we arrived, it was too late. Hunter lost his most proud son, and I lost my most precious daughter."
"Both our families wanted to raise the child who survived because she was at home, and we fought fiercely with Old Hunter over it. Eventually, we won the custody of the child."
She put down the teacup, looked at Lin Yu'an, and revealed the earth-shattering secret:
"Kira, she is not my daughter; she is my granddaughter."
"Back then, to ensure she grew up in a complete family without bearing the sorrow of losing parents from a young age, we made a decision."
