The person behind Pearl prodded her to move forward. Irritated by the kick, she mentally noted to settle the score later.

They proceeded deeper into the manor, with the inhabitants regarding them casually as they passed by, which struck Pearl as odd. As they ventured further, the aroma of herbs intensified, permeating the air. The entire house seemed infused with the scent of herbs.

Impatiently, the man instructed Pearl, "You can go the rest of the way alone," before removing her bindings and departing, grumbling about her lack of resistance. "Why did they make it so loose? Why didn't you fight back?"

Pearl smirked and retorted, "Mind your own business," earning an annoyed glare from the man before he left.

Rubbing her sore wrists, Pearl passed through a door and entered a courtyard adorned with antiques, where a pot emitting steam caught her attention.

scent of medicinal herbs and deduced, "Medicine

Few young people share your interest," remarked an elderly voice

Although he looked like he was in his sixties or seventies, he looked more alert than some young men in their prime. "Who are

Winona's grandpa, Howard Jesselton," he

contrast between Winona and her esteemed grandfather. The latter was a famous doctor in that industry, but why was his granddaughter so

two together, so Pearl smiled and greeted politely, "Hello, Mister

your health isn't the best," observed Howard, noticing

on how Winona knew of her

next words. "Winona asked me to help treat you. It's been ten years since I've practiced medicine. You're

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