Faux Vows, True Desires novel Chapter 261

Lucinda was stunned as her family suddenly appeared.

Cecilia and the waitress were also gobsmacked, the waitress's mouth hanging open wide enough to fit an egg in it from surprise.

Cecilia knew who Lucinda really was, but she didn't know her family was so powerful. Just their arrival required dozens, maybe even hundreds of cars. It was intimidating and scary.

Cecilia was glad she was friends with Lucinda, not enemies. Otherwise, if Lucinda's family were unhappy with her, she could be killed.

Soon, Grace came over.

She was carefully looking at Lucinda, tears in her eyes. Suddenly, she hugged Lucinda, crying heavily, "Lucy, it's really you. We've finally found you. I've been thinking about you every day for the past twenty-something years since those bastards took you away. God bless, I found you before I died. Seeing you, I can leave this world peacefully now. Lucy, I'm your grandma. look at me, then look at yourself in the mirror. You look just like me when I was young."

While sobbing, Grace expressed her longing for her granddaughter and informed the onlookers that Lucinda was the Blue family's missing granddaughter.

Everyone: What a plot twist! It's so dramatic!

Lucinda was startled by her grandma's hug and crying. She wanted to push her away but couldn't. Once her grandma mainly had cried it out, she could move her away. Seeing her crying, Lucinda instinctively took out a tissue to wipe her tears.

It was something she just did without thinking.

Blood ties were genuinely magical. Even though Grace was harsh to Janice, her true feelings were revealed when facing her long-lost granddaughter.

Even if Lucinda had a lot of grievances against her grandma, seeing her crying so sadly, she couldn't help but soften.

Nathan glanced deeply at Janice, then started to look around, looking very angry. Anyone could tell he was fuming.

"Any journalists here, step forward!" Nathan commanded coldly.

Pinehurst's journalists: Who the hell were these people?

The Anderson family's people didn't say anything or explain.

The journalists all looked at Stefan.

Stefan didn't look at the journalists. He walked two steps forward, respectfully saying, "You're here."

Nathan turned his head, glaring at him, scolding him, "Could I not come? Stefan, my wife and children are surrounded, and you don't even help, but I must travel a long way to help restore my daughter's reputation and protect her."

Stefan muttered, "It was your precious daughter who wanted to put on a show and told me not to do anything. She didn't even let me come here earlier. I always listen to my wife. What can I do?"