Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk

Chapter 525: Mother and Daughter Reunited

Vincent Morgan and the others were invited into the reserved private room. What they were discussing today was something that, while not too big or too small, was better kept private.

The restaurant was of high caliber, even the menus were gold-edged, heavy in the hand.

"Nora, see what you’d like to eat?" Elaine’s tone was over ten times more amiable than usual, even using a cute onomatopoeic word.

Of course, she had always been amiable before.

Nora Northwood ordered French toast and chocolate pancakes from the menu.

She had airplane food, and although her appetite wasn’t great, it was enough to fill her stomach.

At the moment, her stomach wasn’t too empty, but most importantly, there was no particular appetite.

The waiter served the dishes, and Vincent Morgan found an excuse to leave, giving the remaining time and space to the mother and her daughter.

The air was filled with a faint scent of wood. Nora pressed her thumb against the edge of the plate, gently stroking the uneven patterns, "Aunt Hutchinson."

Her sixth sense had always been accurate, faintly sensing that something big was happening, yet she wasn’t sure.

"Nora, meeting you this time is to tell you something very important." Elaine could no longer suppress her excitement. She was used to being in a high position, rarely lowering herself to speak with others, feeling a bit out of place.

"Aunt Hutchinson, go ahead."

"Where did you grow up as a child?"

Nora’s heart pounded like a drum, almost jumping out of her throat. Her gaze shifted from the multitude of patterns to Elaine’s face.

"I grew up in the North when I was very small, then moved to Stanton City around two or three years old."

"You, you..."

Elaine stammered for a long time, unsure of what to ask.

As the atmosphere reached a climax, Nora could no longer hold back her words and finally spoke, "Aunt Hutchinson, is it possible that your long-lost daughter is me?"

She blinked, staring blankly at Elaine’s profile, both expectant and nervous.

"Yes."

The moment the word was spoken, a clear tear slid down from the corner of Elaine’s eye.

She had waited so long, too long for this moment, and finally, it had come.

Nora’s expression remained stoic, her mind filled with countless questions, unsure where to begin.

After a while, she finally spoke: "Why didn’t I grow up by your side?"

It was only in this moment that she understood, the way May Lawrence treated her—letting her live in a filthy warehouse, treating her as a commodity that could be traded, never giving her an ounce of love—was because there was no real blood relation between them.

But should she place her hopes on Elaine?

"Back then, your father and I met because of fragrances, but your grandparents didn’t approve of him. After I became pregnant, you were secretly taken away, and when I discovered it, it was already... already too late."

Recollecting the past, Elaine’s gaze became increasingly erratic, as if caught in a vortex.

She didn’t elaborate in detail, and as an outsider, Nora didn’t understand her emotions, yet she was curious about what kind of love story it was.

"Could you tell me more about it?"

Elaine completely let go of her dignified demeanor, gently stroking the back of Nora’s hand, beginning to recount that unbearable past.

Nora listened quietly, her gaze silently following Elaine’s words, occasionally lingering on the surface of the chocolate pancake, where her teeth marks were still visible.

After about ten minutes, the tale finally reached its conclusion.