Chapter 819 Elvis

Hannah didn't expect him to also have felt a sense of familiarity.

Upon hearing that, she felt her heart skip a beat, feeling like the truth was gradually coming to the surface.

She actually looked a lot like Eleanor.

If the middle-aged man was really her uncle, even if he had been lost since childhood, wouldn't he still have memories of his biological sister's appearance?

"May I ask if you are a native of Hopeldon? Were you born here?"

She pursed her lips, staring at him before asking in rapid succession, "Who else is in your family? Are your parents still alive?"

She asked many questions in one breath, sounding urgent and nervous.

For someone she had only met for the second time, asking such questions seemed overly intrusive and might make people uncomfortable.

But she couldn't care less now.

Finding her uncle had been her grandmother's wish for many years.

As she grew older, Hannah didn't want her to have any regrets in this life.

The middle-aged man was also a little sur