Rita flashed Elliana a bright, excited smile. “Elliana, they’re here to take you home.”

To take her home? Elliana’s heart thudded hard. She had thought the truth about her mother’s origin would take ages to untangle—and even longer for the Thompson family to accept. She had even braced herself for the worst. If the Thompsons wanted nothing to do with Rita, she was ready to take Rita away and leave their world behind.

Yet, overnight, everything had changed. Edgar and Elsie hadn’t just accepted Rita as their daughter—they had shown up at the hotel themselves, ready to bring Elliana, their granddaughter, back.

Elliana was slightly surprised. They hadn’t even done a DNA test. Without a single scientific result, they had already embraced her as part of the Thompson bloodline?

Rita’s gentle voice cut through Elliana’s thoughts. “Elliana, they arrived around midnight. They stayed outside your door the whole night, waiting for you.”

A soft, heavy emotion rose in Elliana’s chest. They waited all night just to see her? Their kindness struck her deeply. With warmth like that, she couldn’t keep up her disguise.

Elliana slipped off her wig and removed the fake Adam’s apple in one swift motion. Her long hair fell freely down her back, framing a bright, natural smile. In an instant, the disguise melted away, revealing a stunning young woman. Kaleb and Jenifer stared at Elliana in stunned silence.

Edgar’s and Elsie’s faces lit up with joy. After years of Karlee’s tantrums, they often wished they could shut their eyes to her behavior. But when they looked at Elliana, they wished their eyesight could turn sharp again so they wouldn’t miss a single detail. This was their real granddaughter—delicate, charming, almost fairy-like.

“Elliana, come here. Let me take a good look at you!” Elsie extended her hands.

Elliana stepped forward, letting Elsie cup her face and study her features. “Grandma,” she called out softly.

“Oh, my dear!” Elsie answered, her voice warm and full.

Even though Elliana didn’t look much like the rest of the Thompsons, she carried a spark that clearly came from Elsie. The wisdom and brightness in her eyes held a soft glow—one that mirrored Elsie’s own.

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As a world-renowned physicist, Elsie always held a quiet brilliance in her gaze, and she saw that same light in the girl standing before her. She didn’t need a DNA test. She knew in her heart—this was her blood.

“Let me see her too!” Edgar said with excitement as he reached for Elliana’s hand.

Elliana turned toward him. “Grandpa!”

Edgar laughed, loud and joyful. “That’s my girl! You’ve got the same spark I had when I was young—you’re a Thompson through and through!”

Elliana hadn’t expected such warmth. Their open affection made her feel giddy and light, like a child again.

Kaleb reached over and gently ruffled her hair. “Elliana, welcome home—to you and your mom. Whatever you want, just say it, and I’ll handle the rest.”

“And I’m also here for you,” Jenifer chimed in with a soft smile. “Tell me what you wish for, and I’ll do my best to make it happen.”

Elliana felt wrapped in sweetness, her smile growing softer and brighter. “All I ever wanted was to find my mom and help her reunite with her family. Now that everything has come true—even beyond what I imagined—I don’t need anything more.”

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