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 is indeed

I know?!" Rowan snapped. "Shouldn't you be

Freya this instead?!"

question, Uncle.

up in response,

looked, he continued to fake innocence. "I-I just got lucky. Someone spotted her, so I

that so?" Tristan sneered. "Well, isn't

uncle, and

at the kind of daughter you've raised, Sean. How dare she speak so rudely to her

Tristan's countenance turned ugly.

and as a girl, she had no

things out?" Sean asked impassively. "Tristan might be a girl, but she's also my daughter! As long as I'm

to speak, it doesn't mean she is allowed to be rude to her

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