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.”

of the city, it had been years since Debra last set foot there. According to family rules, visits were reserved for the New Year, and since her father’s passing, she had lived

estate that had only accommodated the older generations was a stranger to her now. The

night wind bit at her, and she wrapped Andrew’s coat tighter around

up to the door, pulling out an

bygone era. After her grandfather moved out, the place had been left to

1/2

the shrine should be in the back house,” Debra murmured, following

was walled off, hiding a second house that was starkly different from the retro decor out

stood for centuries.

it had always been here. Our family was once prominent in Seamar City, with ancestors who were officials.

were indeed officials. Your grandfather was a diligent learner and a remarkable

faltering as she

have