Chapter 831

Caitlin looked at Celia, her expression serious. “She’s my mother, Carey. The one who’s been missing all these years.”
Celia’s eyes widened in disbelief. She never imagined Caitlin would find Carey so quickly, let alone at Vance Castle. Thɪs chapter is updated by.net
“Freya, are you serious?” Celia asked, her voice barely a whisper.
“I am,” Caitlin said, shaking her head. “Just look at her.”
With that, Caitlin gently removed the half-mask from Carey’s face.
When Celia saw her, her jaw dropped. “She’s identical!” Celia had seen photos of Carey before. She pressed a hand to her mouth. “She’s absolutely identical!”
Only then did Celia truly believe it. It wasn’t a joke.
Their persistence had paid off. Caitlin had finally found her mother.
Tears of joy welled up in Celia’s eyes. She threw her arms around Caitlin. “Freya, congratulations!”
After being separated for so many years, Celia and Carey were finally reunited. “Thank you.” Caitlin replied.
Then a thought struck Celia. “So, is this why you suddenly wanted to come to Rosemary’s birthday party?”
“Yes,” Caitlin nodded. “At first, I wasn’t sure my mother was at Vance Castle. I just came to test my luck.”
To be honest, Caitlin was still reeling herself. The whole thing felt like a dream.
Celia frowned. “But why would your mother be at Vance Castle?”
“I don’t know all the details yet. My mom has amnesia, and the Vance family gave her a new name.”
A new name, a new identity. They had taken Carey from Eldermere all the way to Valerium, imprisoning her in that dreary castle.
It was no wonder the Gonzales and Richards families had searched for years without finding a single trace.
“A new name?” Celia pressed. “What did they call her?”
“Flavia Cartwright,” Caitlin replied.
Flavia Cartwright!
Celia gasped, covering her mouth. “Oh my god! Isn’t… isn’t Flavia Cartwright the name of Quinton Vance’s wife?”
If Carey was Flavia Cartwright, then the situation was far more tangled and twisted than they could have imagined.
At that moment, Carey looked at Caitlin. “Freya, am I… am I really your mother?”
“Yes, you absolutely are.”
Carey’s brow furrowed. “But I can’t remember anything about being Carey.”
She was afraid. So afraid. She was terrified this was all a fleeting moment of happiness, that she
wasntre appiness that Carlin
Carey,
would send her back to Vance Castle.
She never, ever wanted to go back to that place.
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“Didn’t you say you’ve dreamed of the name Carey?” Caitlin said, taking her mother’s hand. “Not only that, but you remembered me as Freya. Those are memories hidden in your subconscious. Mar, trust me. I wi help you get your memory back as soon as possible!”
“Really?”
“Really,” Caitlin affirmed with a nod. “Trust me. By the way, do you know how I found out you were at Vance Castle?”
Carey shook her head.
“It was because of those pastries,” Caitlin explained. “Do you remember giving some pastries to Tina?”
“Yes, I do remember that,” Carey nodded.
“When I tasted one of those pastries,
I knew. I was almost certain you had to be the Flavia Cartwright the Vances were hiding Because in your baking could taste the same flavor that only my grandma knows how to make.”