The Recording Crystal turned gently on the table, projecting an image of light and shadow the size of a palm.
In the image, Dylan sat on the left, his face full of smiles. On the right was a middle-aged woman she did not know, her features gentle, her brows relaxed, also watching the center of the image with a loving smile.
In the center was a little girl.
A big cake had been placed between the three of them. The little girl divided the bright red mushroom on the cake into three portions and gave them to Dylan and the middle-aged woman, which made Old Dylan's smile grow even broader.
"Father?!"
With sudden news of her father, it was hard for Bella not to feel pleasantly surprised. She had originally been planning to ask Duke Lorenzo for help before she left, to help him look for traces of her father, but she had not expected the news to come to her on its own.
However, as she looked at the warm, harmonious scene in the image, countless question marks also popped up in her mind.
Had her old man started a new family?
He even had a new child?
For a moment, Bella did not know whether she should be happy or worried. She could only ask, "You know my father?"
Inanna nodded.
Bella took a deep breath, reached out to point at the woman and child in the image, and asked in a slightly tight voice, "Then—"
"They are—?"
To her surprise, Inanna tilted her head, a trace of confusion appearing on her face.
"Isn't she your younger sister?"
Bella looked as if she had been hit by a Heavy Strike.
Her expression froze on her face. Only after a long while did she manage to squeeze out a