The three brothers respectfully replied and quickly left.

Audrey and the others stepped out of their cars when Kathryn came out.

Mr. Jimenez, being very old, took his time getting out.

Zachary and Clive stood on either side of the car door, waiting for him. When Mr. Jimenez opened the door, they both leaned in to help. "Take it slow, Grandpa Jimenez. No rush, take your time."

For Zachary and Clive, the Farrell Family Mansion was just Clarissa's home. But for Mr. Jimenez, it was filled with memories. It was where his master had lived her entire life-born, raised, and later becoming the head of the mansion. Mr. Jimenez had spent decades by his master's side. Though he never lived there, he visited often. Today, he was returning to a place that felt like home.

"You don't need to help me. I can get out by myself. I'm in no rush," Mr. Jimenez said, though he was clearly excited.

hands and feet trembled slightly-not just from excitement but because of his age. It

helped him out of the

He smiled and reassured her, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I

hundred and twenty!" Audrey joked, quickly correcting herself since Mr. Jimenez was

Jimenez smiled. "I just want to make it to

enough to help the late matriarch get justice and see the end of her murderer. After that, the purpose that had driven him for decades

of Audrey's children and grandchildren, watching over

a long life-longer than most-and had no

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