Chapter 123

Clara froze at those words. 'He had raised and cared for a little girl…'

The memory tugged at something familiar, reminding her of Arthur and herself. The only difference was that she still did not understand why Arthur had treated her that way back then.

But what struck her more sharply was the first half of Matilda's sentence. Something about it did not add up.

Wasn't her grandson's father suppo