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."

and sent the address to Andrew, who relayed it to the driver.

"Yes, sir."

been years since Debra last set foot there. According to family rules, visits were reserved for the

accommodated the older generations was a stranger to her now. The villa stood abandoned,

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

pulling out an old,

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

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

house that was starkly different from the retro decor out front. This house was ancient, as if

stood for centuries.

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

faltering as she saw the lock on

have

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