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.”

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

“Drive.”

“Yes, sir.”

in the heart of the city, it had been years since Debra last set foot there. According to family rules, visits were reserved for the New Year, and since her

main estate that had only accommodated the older generations was a stranger to her now. The villa stood abandoned,

her, and she wrapped Andrew’s coat tighter around

to the door, pulling out an

testament to a bygone era. After her grandfather moved out, the place had been

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I remember correctly, the shrine should be in

off, hiding a second house that was starkly different from the retro decor out front. This house was

stood for centuries.

said. “My dad told me it had always been here. Our family was once prominent in Seamar City, with ancestors who

were indeed officials. Your grandfather was a diligent

approached the house, her steps faltering as she saw the lock

have the

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