Meanwhile…
"Mother, you said you can't remember me, correct?" Law inquired as he raised his gaze at Lilou, who was sitting beside him on the stairs.
Lilou smacked her lips, staring at the entrance of the mansion. Her arms were resting on her thigh, fingers playing with each other.
"Sadly," she replied after several seconds of silence, turning her head to smile at him. "I don't know you, but somehow, my heart does. It's strange — it's like… His Grace."
She smiled meekly as she glanced at him, only to see him staring back at her innocently. "It feels strange. How I am already a mother and know nothing about it. I admit when I saw His Grace, I felt like I had known him more than I should've."
