Chapter 1544 - 1585: The Name Engraved

"She has suffered a head injury, so her mind is a bit... not very sharp. Mr. Shaw, I think you might have mistaken her identity. She calls you Atlas, maybe she just heard adults mention your name, so she calls you that for convenience," Jeremiah May said.

Atlas Shaw was taken aback. Then, he gently touched the little one’s head, and finally, as if sensing something, he brushed aside the thick bangs on her forehead.

Instantly, the ugly scar came into view. At that moment, a sour feeling welled up in his nose.

His Ivy, the little princess of the Kinston Family, how could she have suffered such a severe injury?

This injury... was it from the explosion back then? Is that why she speaks with a stutter, and why she seems a bit dazed, lacking that lively spirit she once had?

"Are you Nanny?" he mumbled.

"Yes." The little one nodded vigorously.

"Then why do you call me Atlas, do you remember who I am?" he asked again.

But the little one showed a blank expression, and after a long while, she said, "Atlas is just Atlas, Nanny watched TV... saw Atlas."

But just this one sentence made Atlas Shaw understand, she doesn’t remember. She doesn’t remember everything from before, doesn’t remember him feeding her, doesn’t remember him holding her to sleep, nor does she remember him taking her to the amusement park...

She doesn’t even remember that her name is Ivy.

At that moment, Atlas Shaw could no longer control the sting in his eyes; tears flowed from his eyes, trickling down his cheeks.

She doesn’t remember her own name, but she remembers to call him Atlas. When he engraved this tiny life into his own, didn’t she also engrave him into her world?

The little one stretched out her small hand, wiping randomly on Atlas Shaw’s face, while murmuring, "Atlas, don’t cry... don’t cry... good Atlas..."

And at this moment, nearby Leo was even more shocked by the sight, wondering if the little princess of the Kinston Family... had her brain injured?

If the media got wind of this, it would surely cause a huge sensation again.

"Alright, don’t cry, Atlas won’t cry..." Atlas Shaw choked and said, gently holding the little one’s tear-streaked small hand, pressing it softly to his cheek.

No matter what, now that he has found her, there must be a way to treat her injury.

He wants her to become the happy little princess she used to be, and he will never let anyone hurt her again!

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Amelia Foster, after all, was a person who hadn’t seen much of the world. Seeing the police come looking for her, not just one officer but several, she was dumbfounded, trembling in fear, repeatedly insisting that she hadn’t committed any crime.

Eventually, the police calmed her down, merely saying they were there to investigate the situation, mainly concerning her daughter—such as whether she was her biological child, where the little girl was now, and the specific circumstances, etc.

Since Azalea Foster was Amelia Foster’s eldest sister and the one who introduced Amelia to the May residence, Azalea was also questioned by the police.

Azalea Foster told them everything she knew, then added, "Officers, my sister just took in a child, she didn’t abduct anyone. Back then, the child was abandoned in the mountains. The child was also not very bright. My sister pitied the child, that’s why she kept her by her side. Please don’t arrest her!"