Chapter 259

• Her fingers gently rubbed the white porcelain cup. Her face was pale, but time had never defeated a beauty. She looked like she could coincides with the 18-year-old girl from 12 years ago.
• "Miss Martin." Her voice was gentle and polite, with extreme alienation, as if the wind would blow away. "My body has been exhausted and my life is coming to an end. I hope that after my death, if my father's body can't bear it, you can raise Sara."
• Yen's throat was dry. "... Why?"