Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband

Chapter 837: Chapter 837: Full Moon Banquet 4

Angela Reid stood still, gazing at the familiar figure, her expression slightly complex.

The face and voice were not those of her Camila, but that figure, even though dressed in a nanny uniform, looked so similar from behind.

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Back in the Relaxation Room, the babies had woken up, and the other two nannies had returned as well.

“Young Master is awake, so I’ll make another cup,” said Alana Fraser as she walked in and saw that Isaac Stuart had woken up. She then went to the Counter and prepared a new cup of milk powder.

Watching her meticulous care, Emily Walker smiled.

At this moment, Angela Reid walked in.

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Upon opening the door, the first thing Angela Reid saw was still Alana Fraser’s figure, preparing the milk powder, which was so reminiscent of her Camila.

“Mother, you’re here,” Emily Walker said as she approached with Isaac Stuart in her arms. Seeing her mother’s dazed look, she couldn’t help but turn her gaze to Alana Fraser, who was preparing the milk powder.

At the sound, Angela Reid shifted her gaze back to Emily and the child in her arms.

Then, with a gentle smile, she took Isaac Stuart into her arms, “Come, let Grandma hold you!”

Alana Fraser’s gaze was drawn back by a doting voice, and the sight of such a warm scene touched her heart.

Would her mother do the same if she saw her with her child, holding them tenderly in her arms?

Though not related by blood, having been mother and daughter for more than 20 years, it was almost like the so-called heart-to-heart connection between mother and child. The instant Alana Fraser averted her gaze, Angela Reid’s eyes followed and settled on her.

Feeling Angela Reid’s gaze, Alana Fraser quickly looked away, as if her secret had been seen through, her eyes somewhat evasive.

And because of her evasion, Angela Reid’s brow furrowed slightly.

That fleeting look in her eyes and the deep luster of her star eyes were so much like her Camila’s.

But her appearance…

She was uncertain whether this Alana Fraser indeed was her Camila, but she saw many similarities between her and Camila.

Sensing the unusual atmosphere between them, Emily felt utterly puzzled. Why was there a sense of familiarity between Alana and her mother?

“Young Madam, the milk powder is ready,” Alana Fraser said, withdrawing her gaze, which seemed like a deliberate avoidance of Angela Reid. She walked over and handed the feeding bottle to Emily instead of directly approaching Angela.

Emily was momentarily taken aback. Normally, Alana would go straight to the baby and take them to feed, but today, what was different…

She looked at Alana’s somewhat unusual complexion and then at the feeding bottle in her hand, before smiling and responding, “Okay.”

“Mother, I’ll feed Eduardo,” she said as she moved closer to Angela Reid and took the baby from her arms.

Angela Reid, of course, didn’t notice this and handed the baby over to Emily.

“I’m going to check if the banquet is about to start,” Alana Fraser suddenly said. For some reason, she felt ill at ease with Angela there.

She always felt that after more than 20 years together, her mother could see right through her at a glance, and she was acutely aware that her identity was beginning to be questioned at this time.

Emily nodded, “Okay.”

Once the Banquet officially began, they had to take the babies Downstairs.

Alana Fraser nodded and turned to leave the Room.

Watching her depart, Angela Reid suddenly spoke out, “I’m going Downstairs to see how your father and the others are doing.”