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

was a stranger to her now.

her, and she wrapped Andrew’s coat tighter around herself. The yard was overgrown and neglected, but

wheelchair up to the door, pulling out an old, tightly

her grandfather moved out, the

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the shrine should be in the back house,” Debra

walled off, hiding a second house that was starkly different from the retro decor out front. This house was ancient, as if it

stood for centuries.

had such an old house,” Debra said. “My dad told me it had always been here. Our family was once prominent in Seamar City, with ancestors who

Your grandfather was a diligent learner and a remarkable

her steps faltering as

don’t have