Her brown hair now cascades just below her ears since she left. Her beauty has become more apparent, and she seems to have gained some weight. She looks so mature now, yet still pretty.
The realization struck me as I continued to stare at her. She resembles her father — our father. It's undeniable; she is a Yuchengco.
"Why did you let her in?" I asked Faye without taking my eyes off Isabella.
She's currently seated in the living room, locked in eye contact with my daughter. Arik was unexpectedly present, watching me alongside Ariah. I didn't anticipate this, unsure of how to react.
What is she doing here?
"Sorry, Ma'am. She said she's your sister and has something important to tell you. I'm really sorry, Ma'am," Faye apologized, bowing before me.
I sighed. This isn't the right time for unexpected visitors from the past. Damn it.
"It's fine, Faye. Just don't let it happen again. This is not safe," I reminded her and released her.
