Even now, there was nothing.
Perhaps Kaine Zahir thought that since there was no blood relation between them, her life or death didn't matter to him?
"Kaine Zahir, I have a younger brother, right?" Jasmine Yale asked tentatively.
"You..." Kaine Zahir looked at her in surprise, "You already know, and yet you still ask me? Yes, your mother was pregnant with twins, but your brother got lost; when she appeared holding you, she only had you in her arms."
"This has nothing to do with me..."
Kaine Zahir thought she had come to settle scores with him and quickly disclaimed any involvement.
"As for the rest, I have no idea; your mother wouldn't say anything," said Kaine Zahir. "She married me only for your sake; otherwise, how could she possibly have set her sights on me!"
Kaine Zahir was reminded again of Yana Yale.
That woman didn't talk much, very quiet, her favorite thing to do was to sit in front of the window and paint, holding Jasmine Yale, playing with the little girl.
