Chapter: 1343

Once the crying subsided, everyone had red eyes, but their emotions had momentarily calmed.

Now, Norah fully understood Chayce's earlier remarks about her parents' condition. They were not in a good state both mentally and physically. The past four years had been incredibly tough on them.

Norah took a deep breath, trying to suppress her tears.

“Mom, Dad, could you share what you've been through these past years?"

Calvin and Bernice exchanged a sorrowful glance.

"Nothing much. Your mom and I were in a terrible car accident. The Lee family took us in and hired a doctor to treat us. We've been living with them ever since. We've faced many hardships, but we managed to get by," Calvin gently explained.

"Liar," Norah interjected.

Bernice let out a heavy sigh. "We lived a poor life, so Iker wouldn't find us. We didn't have enough food or clothing, but we survived."

Norah looked at her parents with sadness. "You've endured more than you're letting on. You're holding back. Dad, Mom, can't you just tell me the truth?"

She could sense they were hiding something.

Gilda stepped forward. "Sir, Madam, Miss Wilson is your daughter. You don't have to hide anything from her."

Calvin clenched his hands and finally said, “We're not hiding anything. After the Lee family took us in, they locked Bernice and me in the cellar. They treated us like prisoners, or worse, Like pets."

When Ivy was still Bernice's servant, she felt a deep-seated hatred for her. After accepting money from Iker, she abandoned Bernice's daughter, and soon after, she resigned from her position. But even after saving Calvin and Bernice, her resentment only grew. She Locked them in the cellar and tortured them whenever she was in a bad mood.

No food, no water, no quilt to keep warm in the harsh winter...

Bernice smiled gently. “That's all in the past now. Norah, now that we are reunited, I'm happy."

When she and Calvin saw Chayce, they thought they were hallucinating.

They never imagined they would see their daughter alive and well again.

Bernice gently stroked her daughter's face. More than 20 years had passed, and the baby girl she remembered had grown up. But no matter what she did, she could never make up for the years she missed in her daughter's life.

Her fingers, once delicate, were now gnarled and rough. She had been born with a silver spoon in her mouth and had never known suffering like this.

And Calvin, who had been trained as the family heir since he was little, never imagined he would spend four years living in a dark, cold cellar.

"Dad, Mom, you've suffered so much," Norah sobbed.

"Norah, as long as you're safe, that's what matters," Calvin reassured his daughter.

As parents, they were willing to endure anything for their daughter.

They had searched for her for so many years. And finally, they were reunited.