Miss True and False: My Kept Man is a Billionaire!

r the gates of a villa area, stealthily peering inside, interm

d from a distance, the tightly

e car, craned her neck eagerly, eyes fixed on the car window

hones and listening to the cello piece she had prac

odd woman outside, staring at the adjacent

n. Why is she staring

puzzled, observing

a mi

enly fixed on th

ll that she had looked good when she was younger, and it was only with the pa

wasn't t

ny 80% resemblance to herself, particularly the tea

tely rolled down the car window, eag

e the car window, which had never been rolled down before, slowly descending today. H

fair and tender skin, akin to pure milk. Her blue eyes resembled the sky. Her fac

as you're living well

t as she gazed at the well-grown girl

g and the girl's astonishment and confusion and cont

ce suddenly agitated by her lowering of the window. As Lana observed the woma

o the song anymore. She took off her headphones and pursed her lips, feeling as th

m, meticulously locking the door behind her. Holding

tigate a person." Her bright, summery eyes bore

atter privately, with

lly my p

all, a soft female voice e

ady." Soon followe

y a gentle and lovely girl. Lana unlocked the door, play

ed the young girl's nose with her finger, indulgently

azed at her remarkably elegant and poised mother, and thoughts of the dishevelle

le, three men wer

aughter, and said, "Darling, feeling unwell? You're q

immediately asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell? Sh

e dining table and signalled f

lost track of time." Lana hurriedly stopped her second brother, knowing

omplexion, noting her healthy appearance,

ell teased Aiden mockingly, poking fun at his overreaction, "Lana jus

ulder, chiding, "Bruce, your sister has always h

r had always been frail. As a mother, she had agonized night and day, believing that her carelessness during

er gradually improve, and now she is as healthy as a no

caring and accomplished—no one could

his sister, nudging his mouth to signa

ng he was seeking her help. She quickly took her mot

ntinuously directed the servants to prepare dishes for Lana, asking her about the taste. If Lana

mixed with a bit of tenderness. He looked at his youngest daughter and in

wered her gaze, and replied softly, "Yes, Father. I'm diligently practici

tisfaction upon hea

had always b

from attending school, the private tutors at home praise

il of the world-renowned cellist Harlen Walker at the age of

ily, they couldn't help but praise this sh

er own young lady with admiration and was overwh

han our young lady, who not only hails from a

the only young Miss i

shed treasure of

l of the whole C

rnational star in

moment, no

ally Hazel Lively