"Who... who are you? You're not Lily Gray... who the heck are you?"
Hannah Ford stepped back gradually, her finger pointing at Lily, trembled slightly.
She didn't know what she was afraid of, but seeing Lily Gray, who was supposed to be dead, standing in front of her, Hannah couldn't help but become pale with fear, her body shaking uncontrollably.
She hated Lily Gray, and the more she hated her, the more afraid she was of her!
If it were not for Lily Gray, she would not have fallen to her current plight.
But fortunately, there is always a silver lining, which enabled her to discover that she was of noble blood, carrying within her the blood of Eastonia.
Hannah Ford regained her confidence from her once felt inferiority.
Yes, she was now Charles Coldwell's daughter; she was no longer an adoptive daughter, she didn't need to fear Lily Gray anymore.