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."

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

"Yes, sir."

Debra last set foot there. According to family

older generations was a stranger to her now. The villa

bit at her, and she wrapped Andrew's coat tighter around herself. The yard was overgrown and

wheelchair up to the door, pulling out

house was a retro two-story villa, a century-old testament to a bygone era. After her grandfather moved

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be in the back house," Debra murmured,

house that was starkly different from the retro decor out front. This house

stood for centuries.

why we 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 were officials. I didn't think much of it at the time." Andrew nodded. "Your ancestors were indeed officials. Your

steps faltering as

don't have the

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