Chapter 155 Her Identity

In the hospital bed, Grandma Brenda Morgan wore a respirator, her face ashen gray.

Seeing Sean walk in holding Isabelle's hand, a burst of light flared in Brenda's cloudy eyes.

She yanked off the oxygen mask and gripped Isabelle tightly with her bony hand.

"Good... good child." Grandma Brenda's ...

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