The Hidden Billionaire

SIENA'S BIOLOGICAL PARENTS

The waitress who looked to be in her forties frowned. Her pair of eyes watched Siena carefully.

"I seem to recognize your face, Miss."

Siena stroked her chin. She tried to recall where she had met that woman. But, her memory was only half-hearted.

While the maid remembered that pair of round, beautiful eyes. Then Siena's sweet smile, making his memory drift to a teenage girl who often visited the orphanage where he used to work.

"You looks a lot like a girl I used to know. Her name is Siena," said the waitress.

Siena was surprised to hear the waitress say her name. "I'm Siena," she replied.

"I was right. You're Miss Siena. You used to live at the Jasmine Orphanage in Caracas, didn't you? Before Mr. Kev adopted you?"

Siena covered her gaping mouth. She remembered now. She met the maid at the orphanage many years ago when she was still a frequent visitor. Before her father passed away.

"Yes. I'm Yhana."

" Oh, my God. I never thought we'd meet back here. What a coincidence."

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