From Heartbreak to Happily Ever After

Chapter 508

“Maybe.”

“Do you truly not know who killed my parents?”

Andrew hesitated, then shook his head, “I don’t.”

Debra helped Andrew to the car, and the driver got him in the backseat.

Debra’s mind was a whirlwind of questions and doubts. Sleep would be elusive tonight.

“Can you take me to our old house?”

“Address.”

Debra pulled out her phone and sent the address to Andrew, who relayed it to the driver.

“Drive.”

“Yes, sir.”

last set foot there. According to family rules, visits were reserved

a stranger to her now. The villa stood abandoned, its

and she wrapped Andrew’s coat tighter around herself. The yard

pushed Andrew’s wheelchair up to the door, pulling out an old, tightly wrapped

era. After her grandfather moved out, the place had been left to gather dust, save for

1/2

correctly, the shrine should be in

that was starkly different from the

stood for centuries.

here. Our family was once prominent in Seamar City, with ancestors who were officials. I didn’t think much of it at the

Your grandfather

steps faltering as she saw the lock

have