"That's not possible." With a confident look, Jean slightly shook her head. "Barton and I have been chatting and eating meals together recently. I know that he adores me. He wouldn't be so calm if he figured something out."

For a moment, Mandy was quietly thinking about what Jean said. Even though Jean was reasonable, Mandy was still worried. "But Jean, it's been so long! Why hasn't he recognize you as his daughter? Maybe he gave up already?"

"What? That's impossible!" Anxiety crept deeper into Jean's heart. However, she was aware that the more worried she became, the more likely that something wrong would happen. She couldn't afford to make any mistakes.

With furrowed eyebrows, Jean stared at Mandy and said, "Let's just wait."

"But—" Mandy was about to complain when her phone suddenly rang. With a worried look, she looked at the screen and told Jean, "Barton's calling me."

"Hurry up and answer it!" Jea

ht?"

After Zoe shook her head, Barton went to the door and opened it with excitement. When he saw Jean standing at the door, his face revealed a brilliant smile.

"Jean, it's a pleasure to see you again!" Barton pointed his hand inside and welcomed them to his house. "Come in and have a seat."

"Hello, Uncle Barton. I brought two bottles of delicious wine as a gift." With a polite smile, Jean handed the gift to Barton. "Please enjoy them later."

"Thank you!" Nervous, Barton's eyes locked on Jean. "Have a seat. There are still two dishes in the kitchen, but they will be ready soon."

Then, Barton grabbed a plate of fruits and put it in front of Jean. "Enjoy these fruits first."

"Thank you, Uncle Barton. Well, how about I help you prepare for dinner?" As Jean spoke, she rolled up her sleeves. Since Jean arrived, Mandy didn't even have a sense of presence. Displeased at the scene, Zoe revealed a frown.

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