When he first laid eyes on her, Zavier's eyes lit up, "Skyler?"
Was Skyler still alive?
As the girl slowly approached, Zavier got a clear view of her face, and he knew, she couldn't possibly be Skyler. Despite her face being almost identical to Skyler's, she looked too young, just as youthful as Skyler was when he first met her.
There were no signs of age on her face, no calm demeanor like Skyler's, and certainly none of the determination and resolve in Skyler's eyes.
The girl stepped forward and said gently, "Mr. Rivera, my name is Iris."
Zavier reached out, wanting to touch that familiar face, yet hesitated. His hand hung in midair, unsure.
Seeing this, Barbara and Bernard quietly left together. Only Zavier and Iris remained.
Zavier stared at that familiar face for a good while, and in the end, he couldn't control the desire in his heart. Even though he knew she wasn't Skyler, he still wanted to keep her by his side. He uttered a sentence with difficulty, "Come closer."
Iris obediently walked over and stopped two steps away from him.
Zavier said, "Give me your right hand."
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