Revenge In Repose (Valerie and Aiden) novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207

Kelly was already a sobbing mess, with used tissues strewn all over the floor, utterly heartbroken.

Seeing Aiden burst out, Kelly flinched and immediately ducked behind Javon.

Javon shivered under Aiden’s icy glare, feeling utterly wronged and helpless.

“Aiden…” Kelly choked out between sobs.

But Aiden didn’t even glance at her. Instead, his gaze shifted to the side.

Russell showed up with Baz, the man they’d met in Endver City last time, carrying some fruits and a bouquet.

Baz approached with a gentle and refined demeanor. As he smiled, a deep dimple appeared on his left cheek. “Hello, everyone,” he greeted warmly.

Baz was the man the Shelton family hated most back then.

He had eloped with their treasured daughter, but when Elsie fell gravely ill, he stood helpless. Despite all his efforts, he ultimately lost her forever.

Russell quickly stepped forward and greeted, “Hello, Mr. Walker! I’m here to see Valerie. Valerie, I came to see you!”

Afraid Aiden might refuse, he shouted in?

the ward, then dashed inside with the flower and fruits.

Aiden shot him a glance before turning to Baz. “Come in.”

Baz offered a heartfelt smile. “Thank you.”

”

Russell slipped into the room. Spotting Valerie, he clicked his tongue and said, “Man, what kind of rotten luck is this? You just can’t catch a break, can you?”

Valerie also felt she was really jinxed. “How did

you know?” she asked.

“Adrienne told me,” Russell set the fruit basket on the table. “Seriously? You got hurt and didn’t even tell me? Some friend you are!”

Valerie said, “Just a small wound, it’ll heal in no time. No need to make a big deal out of it.”

Russell gave a soft huff, then noticed Valerie was looking behind him.

Baz’s expression grew complicated as he looked at Valerie. He said, his voice tinged with mixed emotions, “Hello, Mrs. Walker.”

Valerie gave a faint, polite smile. “Hello.”

Baz set down the gifts he’d brought. “My name is Baz Holden,” he introduced himself.

Russell quickly introduced, “This is a highly successful

I entrepreneur. He heard you were injured and wanted to check on you. You actually met at my

grandma’s party last time. Do you remember?”

“Yes,” Valerie responded vaguely.

‘Honestly, I barely know him. What’s he doing here?‘ Valerie wondered.

Russell circled around the topic for quite a while before finally asking, hesitantly, “Valerie… I heard you grew up in an orphanage. D anything from when you were little?“.

Valerie instinctively glanced at Baz.

‘So this is why he came,‘ she realized.

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remember

Chapter 207

“Why do you ask?” Valerie smiled faintly. “I’ve mostly forgotten about my childhood”

“Have you been in the orphanage for as long as you can remember?” Baz asked, a tremor of excitement in his voice.

Valerie glanced at him and said, “Mr. Holden, did you come here today because you’re interested in my background?“

Baz had no intention of hiding it. With a wry smile, he said, “To be honest, you look a bit like my wife.”

He paused, then added softly, “My late wife.”

Valerie’s heart skipped a beat as she instinctively looked over at Baz.

Baz took out his wallet, opened it, and showed a photograph. “This is my wife,” he said softly.

It was an old photograph, grainy and a little out of focus, yet it had a dreamy, nostalgic beauty all its own.

In the photo, Baz looked much younger than he does now. Beside him stood a beautiful young woman with a radiant, sweet smile, her happiness unmistakable.

She was beautiful, dressed in a lovely floral dress and a wide–brimmed hat that was fashionable at the time.

Her features alone bore a striking resemblance to Valerie, easily sixty to seventy percent alike.

Valerie froze, her eyes widening in disbelief.

Kelly gasped in astonishment, “Valerie, this woman looks exactly like you!”

Aiden glanced at the photo, surprise flickering in his eyes.

They really do look alike,‘ he thought.

Seeing her reaction, Baz’s face softened with a gentle smile. He said, “I also have a photo of her by herself.”

Baz took out another photo from his wallet. In the picture, the woman lay in the snow, a faint, serene smile on her face, gentle and elegant.

Seeing her like this, Valerie thought in shock, ‘She looks even more like me in this photo.‘

Valerie’s heart raced as she looked at Baz. “What do you mean by this?” she asked, her voice a

bit unsteady.

‘Could he think I’m the child of the woman in the photo?‘ The thought struck her suddenly, making her heart clench.

A bittersweet ache welled up inside her, shock and disbelief washing over her all at once.

Baz carefully put away the old photograph, his eyes brimming with nostalgia. “My wife would have been forty–two if she were still alive. We fell in love at sixteen, and back then, to escape the arranged marriage and family pressures, we eloped.

“When she was twenty, she fell gravely ill and needed a kidney transplant. Back then, I was young and stubborn, too proud to swallow my pride and ask my family for help. It wasn’t until her condition worsened… that I finally gave in and told my family. But by the time I brought them home, she was already gone.”

Though his words were brief, Valerie felt a sudden pang in her heart.

Aiden frowned.

Baz’s voice choked up with emotion. “I’ve never seen her again since then. Mrs. Walker, if I may ask… how old are you?”

“Mr. Holdon,” Russell quickly cut in, “Valerie’s almost twenty–one.”

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