Chapter 407:

“Hurry!” Nyla’s urgent voice broke the tension. “Come in here! Mr. Flynn has fallen down!”

The door burst open, and in came the caregiver—along with Eric.

“What happened?”

Eric froze at the sight of his brother sprawled on the floor. In an instant, he strode forward, slipping his arms under Ernest’s armpits and hoisting him up with ease.

“Come on,” he muttered, his grip steady as he helped Ernest back into his wheelchair.

The moment Ernest was seated, he didn’t spare anyone a glance. His fingers pressed the wheelchair’s control, and without a word, he started rolling toward the door.

Eric looked from Ernest to Linda, utterly lost.

“Grandma? Where the hell is he going?”

Realization flashed across Nyla’s face. Without wasting a second, she hurried after him.

on! Let’s follow

made his way downstairs, heading

exactly

she

the servants! Help Mr. Flynn

the effort. Everyone was

what exactly are we looking for?”

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hairpins,” Nyla responded quickly. “Tortoiseshell.

Eric’s surprise was evident.

are you

of the situation pressing heavily

a

the full story…” Her gaze drifted toward Ernest, who remained oblivious to everything around him, entirely fixated on

murmured, almost

eldest grandson, always decent, always responsible, the one who had never given

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