Violet Long looked at the delicately carved child and couldn't help feeling a bit emotional.
She was already a grandmother.
She had thought she would dedicate herself to the Long Family for a lifetime, but now she had a daughter, and even a granddaughter...
She took the child in her arms and looked at her carefully.
Behind her, Toby Collins, who had followed in at some point, said with a laugh, "Violet, have you noticed, this child looks like a person."
"Like who?" asked Violet Long.
The corners of Toby Collins' mouth lifted, his eyes twinkling with a cuddly laugh, shedding his usual aloofness to resemble an innocent young man jesting with a friend.
"Like you."
Violet Long was stunned, looking at the child in front of her.
Like her?
"The first time I saw her, I thought she looked like you, and unexpectedly, it turns out she really is your descendant. Those eyes, that mouth, they're just like yours."
