Liam Yancey held the phone, and with just one glance, he knew that Morgan Benson was not lying.
The little girl in the photo looked only two or three years old, but her eyes, eyebrows, and facial structure really did resemble Emily Stone quite closely.
In fact, one could say that their appearances had barely changed, the original mold was still there.
"Hmm..." Liam Yancey looked up, his eyes sharp, "Wait another hour until Tara Summer wakes up, then you can go straight into the master bedroom to see her."
"Thank you." Morgan Benson's face showed gratitude. He looked down at the photo on his phone, his grip on it tightening until it was nearly enough to crush the device.
Liam Yancey stood up and then returned to the master bedroom.
Tara Summer was still asleep, so were the two children; mother and children were sleeping soundly. The man stood at the bedside, his thin lips curved into a sensual arc, and his eyes filled with doting affection.
