The Woman From Hell

Chapter 2493

Chapter 2493

Mother...

I had always had a vague impression of my mother. I only developed a general understanding of Millicent Yard when I looked into her, but I still did not know much about her.

My heart trembled when Silas mentioned her, and my eyes narrowed slightly with a look of searching. "What kind of person was she?"

Silas stood up when he heard my question and walked toward me with his cane. "Let's go, I'll take you to have a look." He walked out of the room after saying that.

Following his footsteps, we made turn after turn before finally arriving at a door.

This door was smaller than the ones I saw just now as if it belonged to a storage room. There was a password on the door. It should be a secret base that he was not willing to let anyone approach. Silas entered the password skillfully, and the door opened in response. "Go on in."

""What's this?"

"Don't you want to know what kind of person your mother was? This used to be her favorite place to lounge around. Just go in and have a look."

I walked into the small room involuntarily at Silas' recount.

As one could see from the outside, the room was not big, but it was very clean and tidy. There were a few books on the table, and they looked somewhat worn. "These books were her favorite. She read them several times a year."

No wonder.

few pages only to see a few banknotes inside. There were several more when I continued flipping

got into arguments with me and would often run away from home. That's why she had

So that was it.

the book and put it back where it was. My gaze fell on the rows of bookshelves that were filled with her favorite books and some green plants. One could tell that she was a woman who loved life. There were

and realized that the

she was a child, even more so when she grew up. These comics were

"She's awesome."

admire how brilliant my mother was looking at this row of comics. It was even

an

I

about it

but Silas answered me

could. "She left before she could

chose that time to leave

a sense of melancholy in the air. I continued

to books, there were

lot and would make

She was too brilliant.