It seemed that Alexander had indeed sought her out regarding her father and mother.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought a middle-aged woman along.

Alexander sat behind the dining table, and when he saw Nancy, his eyes lit up, and he stood up naturally. But upon seeing Linda and Henry behind her, the light in his eyes dimmed.

"Nancy, you're here, please sit."

"Thank you."

Nancy nodded, leading Henry and Linda over to sit across from Alexander and the middle-aged woman.

Her expression was indifferent, her tone polite, and her entire demeanor exuded a sense of estrangement towards Alexander, as if they were mere acquaintances who had only met once or twice.

The middle-aged woman’s gaze lingered on Nancy's face. Seeing Nancy's cold expression, she suddenly let out a mocking laugh.

"Hehe, Alexander, is this the girl you were talking about?"

Alexander turned around and nodded politely, "Yes, Aunt Amelia, this is Nancy."

Amelia Blake's eyes roved over Nancy's face again, showing a deep sense of disappointment. "Indeed, she is Rose's daughter. She looks a lot like her, but Rose always had a cheerful face, always smiling, pure and lovable. But you..."

She looked at Nancy and shook her head. "You have a very aggressive demeanor, and your gaze is sharp. It makes people think you're not easy to deal with. You're nothing like your mother's amiable nature!"

These words were quite impolite.

Moreover, Nancy could detect a hint of hostility.

"Heh..."

Instead of getting angry, Nancy let out a light laugh. "Aunt, I don't know if you've heard my story, but it's okay. I can tell you."

Seeing Amelia frown, Nancy's smile grew even brighter. "I grew up in a poor family, struggling daily to make ends meet. My foster father didn't earn much, and a few years ago, he got into a car accident and became a vegetative state. Now, as a teenage girl, I not only had to earn money to treat my foster father but also support myself and my younger brother. If I were too kind, wouldn't I be bullied?"

Amelia's pupils contracted sharply. She turned incredulously to Alexander, "Did she really live like that?"

Alexander pressed his lips together and nodded, "Indeed, Aunt Amelia, you just returned to the country, so you don't know. Actually, she is quite famous. She is a girl with no background, no status, outwitting Vivian, and eventually marrying Charlie of the Glory Group. Her journey has been incredibly tough."

As he spoke, Alexander's eyes softened as they fell on Nancy's face, openly displaying his admiration and affection.

"She is strong, decisive, talented, and beautiful. Her willpower is even stronger than most men. She has a sharpness that no other woman possesses."

"You hold her in very high regard."

Amelia chuckled softly, catching a hint of Alexander's feelings.

Grasping the stem of the wine glass beside her, she gently swirled the red wine inside. Her gaze fell back on Nancy's face, and a mocking smile played at her lips.

"Alexander mentioned that you don't know who your father is and know very little about your mother. You came here today to learn about your parents, correct?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Nancy, Henry, and Linda all looked at Alexander.

Because aside from them, no one else knew about these things. How did Alexander find out?