"Let's go." Daniel set down what he was holding. "I'll show you!"

Maisie followed him to the small building.

It was a white cottage. Although uninhabited, it was clean both inside and out. Maids cleaned it daily, and they smiled and nodded respectfully upon seeing Daniel and Maisie. "This is where my aunt used to live," Daniel explained softly.

He opened the door, revealing a spacious living room connected to a long, bright corridor. Photos lined the corridor. The elegant, distinguished woman in those pictures was probably Daniel's aunt. However, as Maisie looked at the photos, she felt a sense of familiarity.

"She's..." She furrowed her brow, pondered for a moment, then suddenly had a flash of realization. "Professor Kinglake?!"

Daniel smiled gently, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Yes, Whitney Kinglake. She's my aunt."

Maisie was very surprised. "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you have such an impressive aunt?"

"Impressive?" Daniel raised an eyebrow, smiling. In his mother's family, impressive individuals were abundant, whether in politics or business.

Whitney wasn't particularly remarkable-she could be considered average.

"My father is considered an outsider," Daniel mentioned his background, a rare instance. "You know I have the same father but a different mother as Linda. My dad abandoned her and her mother and then found my mother, which led to the current status of the Quimbys. Except for the surname, everything else I have comes from my mother's family."

He took out an album from an antique chest. The album was weighty and pristine, documenting the splendor of several generations of the Kinglakes.

As Maisie flipped through, she found photos of senior Kinglakes, even pictures of them shaking hands with international dignitaries.

"All these are in the past." Daniel smiled. "The Kinglakes today can't compare, but they're still considered an influential family in Cumulus City.

"Keep flipping. My mom and aunt's photos are toward the back."

Maisie followed his instructions and flipped through, amazed by the youthful beauty of Daniel's mother. His aunt was also beautiful, with a touch of more scholarly grace than Daniel's mother. "How did you know my aunt?" Daniel asked her with a smile. "She's been retired for so many years."

"Even retired, she was a renowned professor at the Cumulus City Theatre Academy, a famous dramatist! Many theater books mention her. Besides, I know that many top actors were her students." "Do you like her plays?"

"Yes!" Maisie nodded. "I only read works by two playwrights. One is Professor Kinglake, and the other is Delilah..."

At this point, Maisie smiled self-mockingly. It turned out that an author's style and character were sometimes not aligned.

Maisie's eyes lit up. "Daniel, this is..."

She turned to a photo. Whitney was by the lake, accompanied by a woman with delicate features, dressed in plaid, a long white long white skirt, and a khaki shawl. She looked poised with a gentle yet subtly charming aura.

Below the photo was a line of text: [With Anya, at Cumulus Lake].

"Anya?" Maisie looked at Daniel. "Who's this? Another relative of yours?"

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