Chapter 1689

"I-I don't know either." All of a sudden, Rowan started stuttering. "P-Perhaps the guy had some scheme, or that someone wants to stir up our family's tension with Heath..." "Who would have nothing better to do than something like that?" Sean asked dispassionately.

"H-How would I know that?!" Rowan feigned innocence. "It must be our enemies or maybe Heath's. There are so many evildoers in this world; who knows just what these people are up to?!" Sean furrowed his brows in response and looked at his brother with suspicion.

Guilt-ridden, Rowan dared not look Sean straight in the eyes, only ever feeling the centipede's movements with his head lowered.

He was certain his brother had started suspecting him. His only hope now was that the invisible centipede would take over. That way, he could control Sean forever.

Just then, Tristan stepped up and asked solemnly, "Uncle Rowan, there's a question I've been meaning to ask you. Would you mind clarifying it for

"What is it?" Rowan asked.

At that, Tristan took a gander at him. "Matthew and I left Grandville, so how did Freya manage to locate us?"

heart skipped a

Rowan. This

know?!" Rowan snapped.

Freya this instead?!"

"One more question, Uncle.

as head shot up in response, staring coldly

question looked, he continued to fake innocence. "I-I just got lucky.

so?" Tristan sneered. "Well, isn't lady luck

talking about?!" Rowan grew vexed. "Tristan Cosby, don't forget that I'm your uncle, and you're just a woman! What right do you have to

at the kind of daughter you've raised, Sean. How dare she

Tristan's countenance turned ugly.

Cosbys had always been patriarchal, and as a girl,

to figure some things out?" Sean asked impassively. "Tristan might be a girl, but she's also my daughter! As long as I'm the head of the Cosby Family, she has all the

be rude to her

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