Olivia looked at the woman before her. Shana was wearing a plain cotton dress, and her hair was in a ponytail.

She didn't have any makeup on, but she looked very young. She didn't seem like a woman her age at all. Instead, she looked like she was in her mid-30s.

Her eyes were clouded, like pearls that had been covered in dust.

"Madam Fordham worries about you and your siblings every day. She shed many tears for you all, and eventually, her eyes became like this. Fortunately, you were able to overcome your depression, Mr. Sean. That's good news for Madam Fordham."

"Sean, let me take a look at you."

"Mom, I'm here." Sean tugged at her dress.

Shana bent down and caressed his face like she did when he was a child.

"My dear Sean is all grown up now. It's a pity that I can't see you clearly anymore."

She could only see the outline of his face. Everything else looked like a blur to her.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Sean asked emotionally as he grabbed her hand.

"Madam Fordham k