She nodded and quickly prepared a few dishes, carefully selecting the ones Darren and Reina had enjoyed.

She also bought a beautiful bunch of daisies along the way to the cemetery, symbolizing purity and new beginnings.

Mark, understanding Reina's Love for pink roses, had brought a bouquet of them as well.

Pink, for him, represented the everlasting youth of his dear sister.

Together, they stood before Reina's grave, the weight of their emotions palpable.

Mark's heart swelled with memories of his sister, as he fought to hold back his tears. Although he didn't say anything, she could feel his sadness.

“Reina and I are twins. We were very close. When she dropped out of school in Braseovell, she was pregnant, but she refused to tell us the man's identity. Our mother was so furious so Reina ran away from home.

We had been looking for her for many years. I didn't expect that when I finally found her, she had passed away!"

Carefully, he Lowered down the roses.

With a trembling voice, he whispered, "Reina, I am here."

Eloise, unable to contain her grief, wept softly by Mark's side.

She marveled at the kindness and gentleness he emanated, his affectionate words resonating deep within her. Reina's tragic fate had left a profound impact on them both.

Reina, born into an esteemed family, had met such a tragic end.

Gradually regaining composure, Eloise managed to speak through her tears.

"Mr. Evans, Rena's biological father..

Mark's voice turned resolute, a firmness underlying his words.

"You mean Lyndon Coleman? He is not worthy. Rena is the daughter of Reina and Darren. She is also your daughter, and a cherished member of our

Evans family."

After their conversation, Rena remained in a daze for a long while, struggling to comprehend the newfound knowledge of her uncle's existence.

She knew Mark Evans who was famous and powerful.

He was her uncle!

She needed time to process this revelation, and during that period, she received a call from Waylen and a message from him. She reassured him that she was fine.