#217 “Come With Me.”

“Your grandfather made me purchase a flat here in London in my name, where he used to stay,” Audrey revealed, her tone tinged with a hint of nostalgia and apprehension.

“An apartment?” Sophia queried, her curiosity piqued.

“I didn’t want anyone to associate it with him, so, to make it difficult to trace, I bought and registered it in my name. The money he was sending me was meant for the taxes on the apartment and also for Benjamin’s care.

“What kind of apartment has a tax of twenty thousand dollars?” Sophia’s disbelief was palpable.

“Well, ten, the rest was for me,”

Audrey corrected with a gentle smile. ”

However, Christopher always had a taste for the finer things, and style comes with a price tag.”

“Could you take me there?” Sophia inquired eagerly, her mind already racing with possibilities.

“I can provide you with the address. There’s no need for me to accompany you. There’s a maid who has been looking after it all these years, and she’ll be able to assist you with anything you need.”

with Becky in tow, Sophia felt a surge

decisive. “It might be useful for all of

sure if it’s necessary,” she

you were in London?” he reminded her, his voice tinged with concern. “You and I also have more to learn about the past.

albeit reluctantly. Fine,” she acquiesced,

herself in a bad situation because she had gone alone.

couldn’t shake off the feeling of unease that had settled over her. The familiar sights of London passed by outside the window, but inside the car, tension hung thick in the air. Becky’s presence only added to Sophia’s discomfort, especially when

began, her tone casual yet tinged

subtle hostility, wondering why the young woman seemed to have taken an instant dislike to her. “I’m digging into the past,” Sophia replied simply,

Benjamin into this?”

abruptness, Sophia

a long history,”

journey shrouded in tense silence. Sophia couldn’t help but

she approached the imposing building. With a quick glance at Becky, who

was expecting you, Miss Johnson,” the woman told her. “My

Why would this woman be expecting her, and how did she know

elegant click of Sophia’s heels echoed through the spacious foyer as she followed Diana, the woman who seemed to hold the key to her grandfather’s enigmatic past. Her mind buzzed with questions, each one a thread she hoped would unravel the tangled web of secrets

and apprehension. “What was your

with a hint of sadness. “Christopher and I were close friends,” she explained gently. “He trusted me with

wait until now to reach out to me?” she pressed, her

you with his affairs while he was alive. But now that he’s gone, I believe

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