"Really? I resemble your niece that much?"
Lily laughed, using her slender fingers to gently touch her delicate cheeks.
"However, what should I do? I didn't come here today to discuss this. Mrs. Taylor sure knows how to change the subject; I almost let you sidetrack me."
Lily, with a smile in her eyes, walked toward Rowena Gray, causing her to involuntarily step back several paces.
The closer she got, the clearer Rowena could see.
This woman, from head to toe, even to the strands of her hair, looked so much like Lily Gray.
But Lily Gray was clearly dead, and even with plastic surgery, it couldn't have been this identical, could it?!
Rowena's heart pounded uncontrollably; she didn't want to admit this was Lily Gray, nor did she believe that Lily was still alive.
Yet the 'Lily Gray' in front of her made it impossible for her to convince herself otherwise.
