Chapter 399

**Chapter 399**

“I see,” I said, taking a deep breath. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you, Dad. I’ve been worried every day.”

“Well, I’m home now,” Dad replied. “We don’t have to worry anymore.”

Alpha Landry made sure I wouldn’t lose my company. Now, we are back up and running.

I felt a wave of relief wash over me. It seemed like everything was going back to normal.

“I’m glad that things are getting better,” I said, feeling hopeful about the future.

“Things are working out, and they seem to be going back to normal,” I said, a small smile spreading across my face.

My mother nodded in agreement. She wrapped her arm around her friend and gently kissed his cheek. They looked happy together, enjoying the moment.

My adoptive parents were the only family I ever knew. They always made me feel like their true daughter. I would do anything for my family because I loved them so much. I knew they would always be there for me too.

“Maybe we should go out tonight,” my mother suggested. “Just the three of us. We can have dinner at Whimsical Whisk, the new fancy restaurant that just opened.”

I nodded in agreement.

“That would be great,” I told her.

She smiled thoughtfully. My father nodded in agreement. He looked tired, and I knew it was because of the healing his wolf was going through. The process was not just helping him; it was also draining his energy.

A few hours later, we headed to the Whimsical Whisk. It felt great to go out as a family, something I never thought we would get to do again. My father wore a nice suit and had a big smile on his face as we walked in. It was a special moment for all of us.

My mother held onto his arm tightly. Seeing them together filled my heart with warmth. I couldn’t help but wish that one day I would have a love like theirs.

The waitress led us to a table. After we thanked her, we settled into our seats and looked at the menus.

I kept noticing curious looks from people passing by. It seemed like they recognized me from the competition and had a lot of questions they wanted to ask.

As I looked around at the friendly crowd, I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. It was great to see so many people interested in what I had done.

As I sat in the restaurant, my eyes spotted someone I recognized across the room, sitting in a booth. It was Daisy Baldwin.

She was with an older woman who had greying brown hair. The woman wore an elegant, shimmering black dress that fit her curves perfectly.

She had familiar-looking eyes, and it honestly seemed like she had never smiled a day in her life. There was something about that woman that felt recognizable to me, but I couldn’t quite place it.

“So, how’s your tutoring job?” I asked her.

“Where are you going?” my father asked, bringing me back to the present moment. “Tell me everything I’ve missed, and don’t leave anything out.”

I shared most of my experiences about my job, including how much I loved it. But as I spoke, I realized there was so much more to say.

I spoke, but my eyes kept darting back to Daisy and the woman with her. Who was she?

Daisy was chatting away, and the woman seemed to be hanging on to every word. I wished I could get closer to hear their conversation better.

Soon, our meals arrived, and I had forgotten about Daisy and the woman with her. But halfway through dinner, I needed to use the restroom, so I excused myself. That must have been when Daisy saw her chance, because she was…

As I walked down the hallway, I found Judy blocking my way to the bathroom.

“Oh, Judy. I didn’t expect to see you here,” Daisy said, raising her perfectly groomed eyebrows. “No Gavin?”

I paused, surprised by their exchange. It seemed like there was more to this meeting than I realized.

I pressed my lips together tightly.

“I’m with my family. I need to use the restroom,” I told her as I tried to get around her. I knew I could push past her if I had to, but I didn’t want to.

In the middle of a fancy restaurant, she wanted to create a scene.

“Oh, but we haven’t had a proper conversation yet,” she said, her voice cheerful. “I hope there are no hard feelings about what happened the other day.” A fake smile spread across her face, making it seem bright and cheerful.

“Of course not,” I replied with a sarcastic smile that felt forced.

Daisy, the woman I had dinner with, stood next to me. She had a frown on her face as she looked me over.

“Judy, have you met Donna yet?”

Daisy asked me a question. I looked closely at the woman in front of me; she looked even more familiar up close.

“I don’t believe so,” I replied, studying her carefully.

The woman held out her hand in a dismissive way.

“Donna Landry,” she said, introducing herself. My heart raced at the mention of her name.

Daisy dropped into my stomach like a surprise. She looked so familiar, and then I realized why: she was a Landry. She had the same eyes as Gavin and Irene.

Daisy smiled when she saw my shocked expression.

“Donna is Gavin’s mother,” she said.

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