Chapter 737

Blair showed no emotions behind his eyes when he stared at the man who was supposedly his father for over twenty years. “We have better things to do.” Luke smiled and spoke in a husky voice, “What are you doing here?” Mable pulled out a photo from her bag. “Do you remember this person, Luke?” Luke glanced at the photograph, and the smile on his face froze. He grabbed the photo, his bony fingers running along the face of the woman in the photograph. Luke then smirked and replied, “The joy of dying young. She remains forever young and beautiful.” Mable clenched her fists. “Did you send my mom to spy on my dad, Luke?” Instead of answering Mable’s question, Luke stared at the photo of Natalie, lost in his thoughts. “Your mother was one of the most beautiful women in Richworth when she was young. She was talented in music, literature, and painting. They all fell at her feet and went crazy for her.” Luke looked at the photo with a proud look. “Oh, Natalie Barwise. I taugh