Chapter 668: Chapter 668

Chapter 668:

A hand instinctively went to her chest, as though responding to a silent signal.

An urge she couldn’t explain drove her to quicken her pace toward the woman.

Simultaneously, Nyomi, who was searching the station, was drawn in Harlee’s direction.

Her gaze landed on Harlee, as if guided by an unseen force. When their eyes met, an undeniable connection sparked, as though they had met long ago.

Harlee’s heart pounded, bringing memories of discovering Rhys as her childhood friend.

A mix of strangeness and familiarity flooded her thoughts.

Without hesitation, she asked, “Have we met before?”

The peculiar feeling of recognition lingered strongly in Harlee’s mind but suddenly vanished as quickly as it had appeared. Nyomi, sharing the same sentiment, offered a warm smile and replied, “Miss Sanderson, I never saw you as an adult before today, but it’s possible we crossed paths when you were younger.”

Back when Nyomi worked for the Juarez family, she often shopped around, so it wasn’t surprising if she had encountered Harlee on the road before. She used to carry candies in her pocket, sharing them with any underprivileged child she came across.

At the thought of underprivileged children, Nyomi’s heart sank. If Harlee found her familiar, then Harlee’s childhood must have been…

Harlee sifted through vague memories of unfamiliar faces, trying to place Nyomi in her past but failing. Perhaps Nyomi seemed familiar because she had tended to her mother’s care.

After studying Nyomi’s face for a moment, Harlee’s unease dissipated, and she greeted Nyomi politely, “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Harlee.”

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Nyomi’s gentle gaze rested on Harlee, and shimmering tears formed at the edges of her eyes. She had longed endlessly for Harlee’s return. Now, even if her life ended this very second, she would have no lingering regrets. Skyla no longer needed to shed tears over Harlee’s disappearance.

With a grateful smile, Nyomi replied, “Miss Sanderson, thank you for coming all this way. It’s truly a privilege…”

Harlee smiled warmly, “The privilege is mine to come and escort you.”

As they exchanged polite words, they made their way toward the parking area.

Hurrying to the vehicle, Harlee unlocked the door and opened it with care, helping Nyomi settle into the back seat.

“I left in a rush this morning, so it might not be the most comfortable ride. Please bear with me, Nyomi.”

“This car is wonderful. I feel so lucky!” Nyomi chuckled, her expression glowing with joy.

When they arrived at the Sanderson estate, Harlee held Nyomi’s hand, causing Nyomi to feel slightly awkward.

“Miss Sanderson, you’re the host here. Shouldn’t it be inappropriate for you to hold my hand like this?”

Harlee met Nyomi’s uneasy gaze with a reassuring smile, patting her hand gently.

“Nyomi, my mother went to great lengths to invite you back from the countryside. You’re an honored guest. There’s no problem with me holding your hand, rest assured.”

Though Harlee’s words were comforting, Nyomi couldn’t help feeling somewhat self-conscious.

Still, she chose to remain silent. This was Harlee’s and Skyla’s goodwill toward her. She decided to accept it graciously.

At the top of the stairs, Skyla appeared, her cheerful energy reminiscent of a young girl’s.

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