Chapter 261
Yannis said, “Zinnia, I have a family portrait of the Moore family. Your master should be around 27 now*
Yannis picked up his phone, opened it, and found a picture where there was a handsome man, a pretty woman, and a good looking boy.
In the photo, the woman sat on a bench, while the man and the boy stood on either side of her. All three faced the camera. The woman was beaming, while the man and the boy gazed at her with gentle, loving smiles.
The warmth and happiness of this family practically leapt from the photo.
The Moore family’s past was so tumultuous that any photos of them once circulating online had long been wiped clean. Zinnia had searched in vain for their pictures.
In fact, the rare photos that did exist were only of the host of the Moore family, Richard Moore. His wife and son were kept well out of the public eye..
Still, in elite circles like theirs, there were always ways to get the photos. Just a couple of days ago, Yannis managed to get his hands on the photos through his connections.
Zinnia’s gaze locked onto the boy in the photo. The boy looked no older than seven, but his features were incredibly delicate. One could glimpse the striking beauty he would grow into. His face was refined, and his eyes were pure, sparkling with gentle mirth.
Just looking at him, a girl would feel like she could lose herself in his eyes forever.
Zinnia’s breath caught. She said in her heart, ‘That’s really Master.‘
Zinnia rarely saw her master’s face. He always wore a mask, explaining it was to avoid scaring people because his face was burned and disfigured. He only took it off to comfort Zinnia when she was sick.
Just seeing his handsome face always made Zinnia feel better. It even helped her eat more. Her master was so good–looking. Even though she only saw his face a few times, those moments were etched in her memory forever.
The boy in the portrait of the Moore family was an exact scaled–down version of her master. As he grew up, his features became even more striking.
But his gentle, luminous eyes rarely held a smile, and more often, they brimmed with quiet sorrow.
Yannis said gently, “Zinnia, Nathan grew up with Jackson together. We’ve been searching for him all these years. We just want to know if your master is Nathan and if he is still alive. We won’t hurt him.”
Her reaction told Yannis everything: Nathan was undoubtedly her master.
Yet it was clear that Nathan had never revealed his true identity to her. When Zinnnia saw the photo, the shock and unfamiliarity in her eyes were genuine. She truly hadn’t known before.
She might have had her suspicions, but her actual confirmation came only when she saw the photo Yannis had shown her.
Zinnia said, “You’ll never find my master, I don’t know where he is either. He told me not to look for him, so you two should stop searching, too. He must have his own plans.”
Zinnia lowered her lashes, veiling the sorrow in her eyes.
Yannis noticed the sorrow in Zinnia’s eyes. He reached out and gently tousled her hair and said softly, “Zinnia, I’m here for you.”
“Yannis, how did you figure out my master is Nathan Moore?” Zinnia asked. She wondered why Yannis waited over a month to ask her if he had guessed it earlier.
Yannis replied, “Jackson recognized the technique when you played the zither.”
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Chapter 261
Jackson and Nathan had been inseparable since childhood. Their mothers were best friends, and the two boys grew up side by side, so they knew each other inside out.
Therefore, the moment Zinnia’s zither performance video appeared in the group chat, Jackson immediately grew suspicioust
At first, Jackson hadn’t imagined that Zinnia’s master could be Nathan. Her massage techniques only planted a seed of doubt.
However, when Jackson learned about her unusual physical condition, the undetectable ingredients in Moon Scar Cream, and Henry’s confirmation, he truly began to suspect her master’s identity.
Later, when Jackson observed her distinctive zither performance, his suspicions grew even stronger.
