Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 481 You Are Not Your Parents’ Biological Daughter

"Have you found all the teachers for Jayden?" Julien, who seemed a little tired, raised his hands and rubbed his temples.

Zach replied, "All the teachers have been found. They are all top talents from all walks of life. When the second young master comes back from the competition, they can begin at any time." Julien raised his chin slightly, "Good, you can leave now."

"Yes, Sir." Zach nodded, turned around, and walked out.

Julien picked up his phone and clicked the screen. Looking at Sydney's photo as his wallpaper, he gently touched her face with his thumb and whispered, "That's all I can do for you..."

Carrying the gift she bought for Mrs. Chase, Sydney came to the Chase family's house.

When Mrs. Chase heard the sound of the car, she hurriedly went out to meet Sydney. "Syd, you are finally here."

"Mrs. Chase, we meet again." Sydney looked at Mrs. Chase and opened her arms with a smile.

Then they hugged each other.

A moment later, Mrs. Chase let go of Sydney, holding Sydney's face and carefully looking at it, "Let me see. It hasn't been long since we met last time, but you have actually lost weight again, and your face looks so haggard? Haven't you been sleeping well lately?"

A trace of guilt flashed through Sydney's eyes, and she nodded, "Yes, I've been too busy lately."

She dared not tell Mrs Chase what she had been through recently.

If she told Mrs. Chase, Mrs. Chase would pass out.

Hearing Sydney's reply, Mrs. Chase was so worried that she held her hand and said," Even if you are busy, you still have to rest when you need to. Don't wear yourself out. After all, you are still young and have a long time to enjoy life."

"I know. Thank you for your concern." Sydney felt warm and said with a smile.

At this time, Luke came out of the garage with the gift that Sydney prepared for his mom. "All right. Mom, don't stand outside. Let's get into the house." "Oh, right. I actually forget it." Mrs. Chase patted her forehead. "I was so happy to see Syd that I forgot she hadn't entered the house yet. Let's go into the house first."

Then she held Sydney's hand and went to the villa.

Luke followed them with the gift in his hand.

As soon as he came into the living room and gave the gift to his mom, he was ordered by his mom to pour tea and cut fruit.

However, Mrs. Chase and Sydney sat down on the sofa and began to open the gift.

There was a pair of slightly luxury earrings with a simple style but elegant design, which was very suitable for women of Mrs. Chase's age.

Mrs. Chase liked the earrings at a glance, looking at them with bright eyes, "It's so beautiful. Syd, thank you."

"I'm glad you like them," Sydney said with a smile.

"Of course I like it." Mrs. Chase nodded and said cheerfully, "As long as it's a gift given by Syd, I will like it. Help me wear them."

"Hmm." Sydney stood up, took off the earrings Mrs. Chase was wearing, and then picked up the earrings she bought for Mrs. Chase to put them on Mrs. Chase's ears.

Mrs. Chase shook her head twice, feeling the comfort level of the earring pendant, then she looked at Sydney and asked, "Syd, does it look nice?" "It's very nice. You look nice at any time." Sydney praised. Mrs. Chase was very happy. She touched the earrings on her ears and said, "Syd has a good taste and a sweet mouth. If it were your uncle or Luke, they wouldn't say such nice words. They would definitely say it was just a pair of earrings and that I looked the same as I wore another pair of earrings.

When Sydney was about to say something, Luke's voice came from behind, "Mom, don't accuse me falsely. I'm not that kind of person. Every time you wear any jewelry and ask me if you look nice, I always praise you. It's dad who said it was the same as the others."

He came over and put the fruit plate in front of Sydney. "Darling, eat fruit."

"Hmm, thank you." Sydney nodded and picked up a cherry.

Mrs. Chase put the earrings sent by Sydney into the earring box and glanced at Luke. "I didn't accuse you falsely. Although you praise me, your words are the same every time. Aren't you just saying perfunctory words like your father?"

"Hmm..." Luke wanted to say something but then was suddenly speechless.

After all, he knew his mom's words were true.

Although he really didn't say it was the same as the others, his praise was also perfunctory.

Sydney couldn't help laughing when she saw Luke was speechless.

Looking at her smile, Luke also smiled.

Mrs. Chase naturally sensed her son's feelings and then shook her head slightly, sighing helplessly in her heart.

This silly boy is still timid and not decisive.

I have said if he likes Syd, he should take the courage to pursue her. I have told him don't be afraid of being rejected, don't afraid that they won't be friends, and what he only needs to do is to tell Syd his thoughts and feelings. Maybe they will really be together.

However, my silly son never listens to my words, or he is so timid and cowardly that he only dares to secretly like Syd in his heart and that dare not express his love, so up to now, Syd still does not know my son's feelings.

He deserves this result. When one likes someone, one should boldly pursue that person.

Luke actually likes Syd and never takes the initiative.

Does he expect Syd to take the initiative?'

The more Mrs. Chase thought about Luke's behaviors, the more she felt disappointed in her son.

She glanced at Luke angrily. "Why are you still standing here? Tell maids to prepare dinner. Besides, call your father to ask him not to work overtime tonight and come back early for dinner."

"Ah?" Luke didn't react for a while.

"Hurry up! Go, go!" Mrs. Chase urged Luke with a disgusted expression.

Luke quickly replied, "I'm going."

He got up from the sofa and went to the kitchen.

As he walked, he muttered, 'I have not done anything. Why did mom look at me with a disgusted expression as if I was worthless?'

After Luke left, only Mrs. Chase and Sydney were left in the living room.

Sydney put down the water cup and asked the thing she cared about. "Auntie, you asked Luke to tell me I could come to see you when I was free. He said that you had something to say to me. What is it?" The smile on Mrs. Chase's face slowly dissipated and her look became serious.

Seeing Mrs. Chase's expression, Sydney felt nervous, "Auntie, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Chase shook her head and smiled. "Nothing. I was just wondering if it's right to tell you this thing at this time."

"What thing?" Sydney was puzzled.

Mrs. Chase said nothing, bent down, took out a small box from under the coffee table, and handed it to Sydney, "Your mother gave it to me before she died. She let me keep it for you until one day you knew your identity."

"Wait a minute, Auntie. What are you talking about? My identity? What do you mean?" Sydney suddenly grasped the box harder, looking panicked and stressed.

Mrs. Chase couldn't bear to see Sydney like this, so she told her, "Actually... You are not your parents' biological daughter."

Boom!

This sentence made Sydney freeze as if it was a clap of thunder that struck her body.

"I... I'm not my parents' biological daughter?

After a long time, Sydney finally came to her sense, looked at Mrs. Chase with empty eyes, and then uttered in a hoarse voice.