On the day of the gala, Yvonne dressed Elvin and Britney up herself.

Elvin was in a little suit, looking like a miniature version of Stephen. He stood in front of the mirror and turned around.

Even Curtis couldn't help but exclaim, "H-He looks exactly like Mr. Anderson!"

Elvin furrowed his brows when he heard what Curtis said. He wanted to tug at his bowtie when Yvonne stopped him.

"Honey, it looks great on you. I really like it."

Britney was in a princess gown. She hopped over and said seriously, "I think you look amazing too!"

Elvin hesitated for a while, but seeing their hopeful gazes, he reluctantly let it go.

Yvonne kissed him on the cheeks. "My good boy!"

When Yvonne turned to tie Britney's hair up in a bun, Elvin looked at himself in the mirror. He furrowed his brows, musing to himself. Did he really look like Stephen?

Britny was sitting in front of a dresser, swinging her legs. "Aunt Yvonne, Dad said that he would be back by Christmas. Why isn't he here yet?"

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