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."

the address to Andrew, who

"Yes, sir."

Debra last set foot there. According to family rules, visits were reserved for the New Year, and since her father's passing, she

a stranger to her now. The villa stood abandoned,

night wind bit at her, and she wrapped Andrew's coat tighter around herself. The

door, pulling out an old, tightly wrapped key she always

a retro two-story villa, a century-old testament to a bygone era. After her grandfather moved out, the place had

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correctly, the shrine should be in the back house," Debra murmured,

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

stood for centuries.

always been here. Our family was once prominent in Seamar City, with ancestors who were officials. I didn't think much of it at the time." Andrew nodded. "Your ancestors were indeed officials. Your grandfather was a diligent learner and a remarkable

as she saw the lock on

don't have the

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