Chapter 361 Grabbed Her Hand
Paige was still thinking about Lily's words, and didn't really listen to what Pearl was saying.
When she snapped back to reality, she asked, " What list did you just mention?"
Pearl repeated what she had just said, and Paige immediately responded, "Ask Raymond now."
Paige looked over and saw Francesca in a top-tier luxury brand's high-end custom-made dress, elegant and dignified, exuding wealth, making her look stunning.
Not only that, but she was also followed by four tall, handsome young men.
The four men were all dressed in black high-end custom suits, giving off an elite vibe.
Walking in a row behind Francesca, it was clear who was in charge.
As they walked over, they exuded an imposing presence and a sense of pressure.
This was a feeling Paige had never experienced in her previous encounters with Francesca.
Francesca wasn't on Dylan's guest list, yet she still showed up here.
Raymond, who was on the second floor, was heading towards the restroom. But seeing Paige suddenly stop, he followed her gaze.
Immediately, Raymond also stopped in his tracks, his face turning grim.
Raymond's first reaction was to worry about Paige. How would she feel seeing Francesca again?
And what exactly did Francesca want?
Charles noticed Mr. Carnegie's change in expression and immediately sent a message to Pearl.
At this moment, Pearl couldn't pay attention to Charles; all her focus was on Paige.
Seeing Francesca again, Paige's face clearly showed discomfort. She had never thought she would see Francesca again!
Paige still remembered the last time they parted, Francesca had cried very loudly.
But now, she was dressed in luxury, exuding opulence. The contrast made Paige instantly think of Luna's gentleness. Paige thought that was what a mother felt like.
Paige couldn't help but compare, and the more she did, the more she loathed the sight of Francesca.
Pearl could clearly sense Paige's emotional turmoil.
Pearl quickly arranged, "Julian, go and stop Mrs. Carnegie right now."
As soon as Pearl finished speaking, Paige suddenly heard it and quickly said, "No."
Pearl looked over, "Ms. Ellison, what's wrong?"
Paige said, "Woman, middle-aged, cunning, cautious. Doesn't she fit every description?"
Previously, Paige thought these adjectives described someone she knew.
Now she understood where that familiarity came from.
Pearl was startled by Paige's words, "Ms. Ellison, could it be a coincidence? After all, these keywords are quite broad."
Paige stared intently at the approaching Francesca, saying with a bit of ferocity, "It's better to kill by mistake than to let go!"
Pearl understood. Whether Francesca was the person or not, since she fit the description and showed up here, she couldn't be let go!
Perhaps it was the intensity in Paige's gaze, or maybe it was a familial instinct, but Francesca's eyes accurately found Paige and looked over.
When Francesca first saw Paige, she paused, her gaze fixed on her.
But the men behind her quickly stepped forward, standing slightly behind her, whispering something in her ear. Francesca immediately looked away from Paige and resumed her elegant smile.
Pearl was stunned by Francesca's actions, thinking, 'What does she mean?'
Wasn't she devastated after the DNA test?
Pearl couldn't understand Francesca. At this moment, Pearl felt that Francesca didn't want to acknowledge Paige as her daughter.
Although she didn't know why, the feeling was strong.
Francesca walked towards Dylan, probably explaining the Carnegie family identity, which made Dylan treat her exceptionally well.
Just as Paige was about to approach Francesca to test if she was the benefactor, Dylan led Francesca over.
Paige's face still looked unpleasant.
But when Francesca approached, she naturally extended her hand to Paige, "Ms. Ellison, long time no see."
Paige looked at Francesca's outstretched hand, her expression growing darker.
Francesca noticed Paige's expression and said. "Ms. Ellison, are you feeling unwell?"
Paige pinched her thigh hard with her hidden hand, reining in her emotions and instantly managing her expression.
She glanced at Francesca, then turned to Dylan, "Mr. Morgan, did you invite this lady?"
Dylan's face turned awkward; of course, he hadn't invited her.
Before Dylan could explain, Francesca spoke first. "I'm here on behalf of a friend. Ms. Ellison seems to have some misunderstanding about me. Mr. Morgan, why don't you let me and Ms. Ellison talk alone?"
Paige had no intention of dealing with Francesca, and her proactive approach made it difficult for Paige to probe.
After all, she could still use Lily as a pawn.
Not wanting to talk to Francesca, Paige turned and walked away. "Sorry, excuse me."
With that, Paige turned and left.
Although she had never intended to reunite with Francesca, at that moment, she felt abandoned by her biological mother once again.
She didn't hesitate to call her 'Ms. Ellison,' clearly defining their relationship.
Upstairs, Raymond almost rushed down when he saw Francesca approaching Paige.
But seeing Paige turn and leave without much entanglement, Raymond immediately followed her towards the restroom.
Pearl followed Paige, her phone on silent, completely forgetting about Charles.
As soon as Paige reached the restroom, Raymond walked up.
Pearl couldn't stop him; Raymond quickly grabbed Paige's arm.
Paige felt a warm hand grab her arm, her body turning half a circle with the force, and then she was face-to-face with the tall, handsome Raymond she had cried for in her dreams and could never embrace.
Although she knew they would meet again, she never expected it to be so soon.
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