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Chapter 1052

At that moment, Michal heard the movement of the octavo box falling on the floor, and she put down

the book in her hand and turned around to walk over.

"Cecelia, it's okay. It's all very old, very old stuff. My grandparents passed away many years ago, and I

was going to get someone to clean it all out. If it's broken, it's broken."

Cecelia crouched on the ground, her fingers frozen in mid-air, and she felt hesitant to pick up the photo.

The old, yellowed black and white photos look decades old.

A extraordinarily beautiful and youthful girl was standing in a pavilion, less than twenty years old, and

full of vitality.

Just ... the same.

Cecelia had seen this face. It looked just the same as Joyce. Although Cecelia had not seen Joyce a

lot, every time she felt so impressed. And she simply could never forget the outstanding beauty and

special temperament.

Now, the person in this old photo in front of her simply looked too much like Joyce.

Michal walked over to Cecelia and crouched down in the same way.

She saw that Cecelia was in a daze, and with the picture falling on the floor, she reached out and

picked it up.

When picking up the photo, she accidentally touched the mechanism of the octave box.

"Click, click, click!" After a few sounds, the eight-tone box played a beautiful and melodious piano

music. To Alice.

The crisp sound of mechanical reeds echoed clearly in the old mansion, as if telling an endless distant

story.

"Whose picture is this? How come I've never seen it before?" Michal looked at the photo curiously,

pawed it in her hand, and said to herself, "She looked so beautiful. Is it Mia?"

She turned the photo over.

At the foot of the photo, the word "Mia" was written.

Michal's eyes shone brightly and she hurriedly turned the photo right over and said excitedly to Cecelia,

"Cecelia, Cecelia, this is Mia. Oh my God, she looks as beautiful as a fairy even in such a photo, and

just how beautiful she must be!"

Cecelia actually had a premonition just now.

An old photo in the Cole family's ancestral study in an octavo box.

Who could it be?

It must be a memory that they didn't want to recall, but couldn't throw away. Who else could that be but

Mia, the pain of the Cole family?

"Look, there's a name on the back of the picture, it says Mia. It's really Mia. My God, Mia has been

living in everyone's memory, and it's the first time I've seen a picture of her. The Cole family had such a

stunning beauty." Michal deliberately turned the back of the photo over to Cecelia, "I can't believe we

have found it."

"Hmm."

Cecelia's expression was already frozen, and she only responded subconsciously.

In fact, she felt so astonished. She just squatted there and the numbness in her legs was gone. She felt

a tingling sensation all over her body even up to her scalp.

Now she felt just so confused.

Mia... Joyce looked so much like Mia!

How was that possible?

Obviously the two were completely unrelated, so why would they look just the same? She then took

another look. Although she did find some nuances from their appearances, overall they still looked

unusually similar.

Not only did they have a similar face, they even gave her a similar feeling.

Joyce was a bit more chilly, with a bit of handsomeness, while Mia was more gentle.

If it was possible for the two to be so similar without blood relations, she could not imagine.

"Cecelia, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with the picture?" Michal asked with concern when

she saw that Cecelia was not looking right.novelbin

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