Chapter 69
CHAPTER 69
Rebecca told her mother about Cynthia’s situation. When Debra learned about it, she felt a deep sense of gratitude. toward Cynthia.
“We should pick a nice gift to wish her a happy birthday,” Debra said.
Rebecca nodded. “Yeah.” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
“How old is she turning this year?” Debra quickly asked.
“Fifty–five,” Rebecca replied.
She then took out her phone and showed her mother a photo of Cynthia that she had saved.
After looking at the photo, Debra immediately smiled, “No worries. I know just what to get her.”
“What?‘ Rebecca was a bit puzzled and looked at her mother in confusion.
Debra looked at her daughter and smiled, “The timing is perfect. I haven’t had a chance to get you anything lately, either. Let’s go out together and pick something nice for you and your two kids tomorrow.”
“For me, too?” Rebecca was surprised.
Debra nodded with a smile and said happily, “Becky, you haven’t been to our hometown in Alagua City, have you?”
Rebecca remained silent.
Debra straightened her daughter’s clothes dotingly and smiled, “We still have several mines in our hometown, rich with all kinds of emeralds and minerals. Tomorrow, let’s take your father and go back home to have a look.”
Rebecca’s mind was buzzing. Mines, several of them, in their hometown? Was this something she was event supposed to hear?
Or was she dreaming, and all of this was just an illusion?
Debra noticed her daughter staring at her in a daze as she spoke. She paused and then laughed. “What? You don’t believe me?”
Rebecca snapped back to reality and quickly shook her head. “No. I’m just really shocked.”
She had already come to terms with her biological parents being wealthy, but having several mines back home? That was a whole new level of wealth.
She still needed some time to process this new information.
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As the mother and daughter were chatting, Patrick came home from work, carrying the weariness of a long day.
However, when he stepped inside and saw his wife and daughter in the living room, his tired expression softened, and a gentle smile appeared in his eyes.
Rebecca and Debra heard the commotion at the door and looked up.
“Dad” Rebecca stood up to greet him.
Debra also stood up, smiling at her husband, “Patrick, do you have time tomorrow? I was just talking to Becky about taking her back to our hometown to pick out a birthday gift for her aunt. It’s also a good opportunity to choose some gifts for her and her two kids. We haven’t had a proper chance to give them anything since the
reunion.
Patrick chuckled at her words, “Why bother with gifts? What’s ours is Becky’s. Whatever she wants, she can take directly from home.”
Debra’s smile grew even wider. She quickly nodded. “You are right. What am I saying about giving gifts? It’s all hers, to begin with.”
Patrick smiled, “Alright then, tomorrow it is. I’ll have someone arrange for a helicopter to come over tonight so we can fly back in the morning.”
Rebecca was stunned again, questioning her hearing
“Helicopter?” she asked, unsure if she heard correctly.
Debra and Patrick exchanged glances, and both laughed.
Patrick looked at Rebecca and asked with a smile, “Becky, have you ever ridden in a helicopter before?”
Rebecca shook her head. “No.”
Debra smiled, “That helicopter belongs to us, Becky. Let me or your dad know whenever you want to use it, and we can arrange it anytime.”
Not only was Rebecca shocked, but the two nannies, who were caring for Lily and Kev, were also stunned.
A family that owned a helicopter… What kind of job had they landed?
“Um… Will we be going with you tomorrow?” One of the nannies couldn’t contain her excitement and asked expectantly.
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Just one ride would give them a lifetime of stories to tell.
“Of course, the kids still need your care,” Debra said with a smile, looking at the nannies.
Over the past few months, Debra had grown to appreciate the two nannies that Rebecca had initially hired. They were reliable, hardworking, and sincere.
The two nannies, Marie and Gwen, holding the kids in their arms, looked at each other with excitement and anticipation in their eyes.
While Rebecca wanted to buy a gift for Cynthia, Janet was also preparing a birthday gift for her.
She hadn’t paid much attention to Cynthia in previous years, but this year was different.
A few days ago, Janet unexpectedly learned from her mother that Cynthia had been doing very well abroad over the past few years and had become one of the top designers at Vimy, with many domestic and international celebrities vying to have custom outfits made by her. Even if they had made an appointment, they still had to wait
months, or up to half a year, just to get their clothes.
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As a seasoned actress, Janet never lacked outfits. Every time she attended an event, numerous brands clamored to dress her and have her endorse their clothes.
However, those outfits were merely designed for the market. The brands wanted Janet to wear them for advertising purposes, and few were custom–made just for her.
What she really needed was a high–end designer exclusively for herself.
That way, she could attend events in unique gowns designed specifically for her, elevating her status significantly.
She would transform from just another celebrity in borrowed attire to a noble lady from a top–tier family, standing out in the elite social circles rather than merely being a walking billboard.
With this goal in mind, Janet naturally put a lot of thought into the gift for her aunt’s birthday.
But what could she give?
After much deliberation, she decided on emerald.
Emerald was timeless and elegant. An emerald bracelet would surely please Cynthia.
So, she booked a ticket to Alagua City.
Known as the emerald capital of Zentiscape, Alagua City was the perfect place to find exquisite emerald pieces.
The only hassle was the distance from her current location in Maeloria to Al- —
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and several train transfers are required.
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However, Janet thought the journey was worthwhile that her aunt would be her exclusive designer, and she would stun in haute, unique and perfectly fitting dresses for all occasions without any advertising implication.