“Of course, I didn’t say anything!” The middle-aged woman stood on the hillside, looking around cautiously. Her voice now carried a sense of wariness. “Didn’t you tell us before you left, not to share any information about you two with anyone?”
Mia squinted her eyes. “What if they offer money to make you speak?”
“We took their money.” The middle-aged woman smirked strangely. “But we gave them false information. Anyway, there’s someone else paying, and they don’t want anyone to find her.”
Only then did Mia completely relax with a sigh of relief. “Mom, you did the right thing.”
The middle-aged woman wasn’t just anyone—she was Grace, the woman who had swapped the babies all those years ago.
It had been so long since Grace had heard “Mom” from Mia that tears started welling up in her eyes
