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."

phone and sent the address to

"Yes, sir."

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

older generations was a stranger

Andrew's coat tighter around herself. The yard was overgrown and

up to the door, pulling out an old, tightly wrapped key she always

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

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I remember correctly, the shrine should be in the back house,"

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

stood for centuries.

with ancestors who were officials. I didn't think much of it at the

steps faltering as she saw the lock on the

have

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