657.Chapter 657

Gabriel sank back into his chair, clutching his throbbing head as he struggled to steady himself. The series of blows today had truly left him mentally and physically drained. Clenching his teeth, he weakly asked, "Where is the letter?"

“Here, Father. Please take a look!" Matthew said, quickly pulling the letter from his pocket and handing it over.

Gabriel took the letter but didn't immediately read it. Instead, he held the paper under his nose and sniffed.

The scent was unmistakable. It wasn't the usual Hasen City ink but the pine soot ink commonly used in Woteria.

He unfolded the letter, intending to examine the handwriting and confirm his suspicions. But the writing was a mess, more like chicken scratch than proper handwriting.

It was clear the writer had no formal education.

Even someone with basic schooling would leave some trace of proper technique in their handwriting.

But Gabriel found no such traces in the letter before him.

Matthew, initially puzzled, quickly caught on to what his father was searching for.

Eliza wrote this?" he asked

the childlike scrawl. "It's not

to him, it

his daughter was

Matthew scoffed, his tone dripping with disdain.

know?" Gabriel barked, casting an impatient, scornful glance at Matthew. "If it is Eliza,

He wanted Eliza dead.

daughter was just as bloodthirsty, wanting to kill

and Dylan, Successfully unlocked!d done things in

Eliza surely held a grudge

were all in Hasen City, she had

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had secretly gone to Woteria in search of medicine. Coincidentally, or perhaps not, Eliza had also gone to Woteria

would she have let him

let Anthony walk away alive. His grip tightened on the letter, his

Your fourth son, Anthony, has fallen to his death beneath the snowy cliffs. He left me with this message: "I'll be waiting for you in the underworld, Father. Hurry and join me-let's walk this path together. Don't keep me waiting." -Your

away, his face

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