Chapter 156 She Was His Little Sister

Camellia? My Camellia?

He called me Camellia?

Why? Does he know me?

Camellia widened her eyes in astonishment, her mind in chaos. How could Mr. Marcus know her? In her memory, she had never had any recollection of him, and very few people had seen her true face.

But why did he accurately call out her name?

The usually carefree and free-spirited Camellia stood there in confusion, rarely at a loss for words.

"Do you know me?" Camellia softly asked. "I don't know you."

"Are you called Camellia Smith?"

Camellia nodded, indeed, she was called Camellia Smith because her name was on the jade pendant. Camellia Smith, was the only thing she had, all these years she had thought about investigating her origins, but all her memories started in the Brazilian underground boxing ring when she first stepped into the ring at the age of six. She was selected and taken away, trained to become the Camellia she is today.

All memories and clues about her origins had been cut off, so she stopped investigati