My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2196

After saying our prayers to the Roberts' elders and grandfather, we went over to Monique's grave.

Even after so many years, the photo on the tombstone was still in good condition. It was a picture of her in her best years.

Memories flooded my mind. I walked over, placed the flowers down, bent down, and touched the tombstone. I could feel Monique standing beside

me.

"You probably blame me for not coming to see you after such a long time." I looked at the photo and muttered uncontrollably, "Please take care of yourself over there. Don't worry about me. Hendrix has been very good to me. We have twins now and they are both very cute. If you were here, I'm sure you'd love them very much..."

Speaking about the children, I looked up at Anne and said, "Look, Anne is here as well. She's a math genius and now owns a business. She will definitely become a successful bar owner just like you were."

I tried to control my emotions and suppress my sorrow. I waved my hand over and asked Anne to come forward, "Anne, come here, come closer. Let Auntie Monique take a good look at you. Do you still remember the time when I brought you here once when you were very young?"

"Yes, I remember." Anne nodded, then walked closer and slowly placed down the white lily in her hand.

When she looked up at the photo, she smiled gently. It was faint but very natural. "I'll never forget that day."

If Monique could hear this, she would be very happy. Even though she wouldn't be remembered as her mother in Anne's memories, she would always remember her dearly.

Perhaps there was some kind of connection between a mother and her daughter. After a brief moment, Anne touched Monique's photo with her fingertips and asked, "Mommy, do I really look like Auntie Monique?"

"Yes." I blurted out, "You both look exactly the same. When you were born, Monique loved you very much and she even wanted you to be her goddaughter. Both of you have this special connection with each other. It wouldn't even be strange to call her your mother.

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Unexpectedly, Anne wasn't against the idea and had wholly accepted it.

She looked at the picture of Monique with a smile and said cautiously, "Mommy, I've come to see you. Are you happy?"

There was only a quiet silence as a response to her question, but it was such a tender sight to see. A mother and her daughter had finally reunited with Anne, safe and healthy.

Monique's soul would be able to rest in peace now.

At this moment, Hendrix, who had been standing by the side quietly, suddenly whispered.

"You've already grown up now and can take charge of several things by yourself. Seeing you still following a mentor around the entire time would have made you look like a joke to others. So, I've arranged a flight this evening to send Mr. Clark back to Europe. He'll settle down there and never return"

Before I could even react to this, Anne had suddenly stood up looking very surprised and anxious.

Earlier when the club was in trouble, she was able to remain calm. Now however, she was frowning deeply and all of her emotions were being shown on her face.