Cynthia Morgan took a long deep breath, one hand clenched into a fist, as if gripping her own palm with fierce strength.
There was a mist in her eyes, yet gradually they became warm and cautious.
For the first time, she called her name as a mother: "Meredith."
Upon hearing this voice, Meredith Ford's body trembled abruptly, as if rooted on the spot, unable to move.
Tiana Thorne and May Sloane looked at her, wanting to see what kind of expression she should have at this moment.
All they saw was her face growing paler, her hands clenching tighter, her eyes full of disbelief, unwilling to turn around and face the truth.
Tiana Thorne reminded her: "Didn't you mention on Weibo that you wanted to meet your godmother if you had the chance? Right now, my dad is giving you that chance, no need to be thankful, but you should at least turn around and look at her, shouldn't you?"
Meredith Ford's breathing became deeper and deeper, and for an instant, her mind went blank.
