Kiera Olsen apprehensively took the photo and looked down at it.
The photo clearly bore the marks of age. The resolution from that era was not as clear; it might have been damaged and repaired, as its colors appeared slightly darker than normal.
The subjects in the photo were a man and a woman who seemed to be attending some sort of gala, set against a lavish backdrop, both clad in formal attire—a tuxedo and an evening gown.
The young man, likely in his twenties, bore a resemblance to Frankie Allen, making Kiera immediately realize that he was Mr. Allen.
And the woman standing next to Mr. Allen... made Kiera's pupils contract.
The woman carried an elegant aura, with a slender figure that exuded a sense of the bygone era. The low resolution of the photo made her appear only in her thirties, but Kiera discerned from her eyes that she must be at least in her early forties.
But what struck her most was not that; this woman bore a seventy to eighty percent resemblance to herself!
