Chapter 1370

Andrew looked up at Debra.

"Barton mentioned you visited the attic."

"I did."

"What did you see?"

Debra lowered her eyes. "Just some old belongings. It was a whim."

Andrew didn't press further. Instead, he glanced at the white gown she wore and asked, "Are you heading out?"

"There's a press conference. I need to resolve some matters."

"I've heard bits about the online rumors. They don't seem critical, but if you need my help, I'll have arrangements made."

"It's fine. I can handle them," she said, standing up. "Take care."

"I will." Andrew nodded.

paused at the door, and he

"I had a dream."

"A dream?"

The attic was a beautiful room. A

to ask if Andrew knew

Andrew's expression remained unchanged "A dream is just

ou in my childhood."

was only a dream. I must have imagined it,"

as she left, Andrew's

you should rest

"Indeed."

yet he deliberately kept his distance. Every courteous phrase acted as a barrier,

at the window of Andrew's bedroom. Ever since her illness, the

opening

and slid into

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