Chapter 847

The Imperial City.

Grace returned from the garden, weary yet content. Emily approached her with a look of concern, “Grace, you really ought to take it easy. Your health can’t take all this strain.”

Despite her frailty, Grace was relentless in tending to her flowers, a passion that was taking its toll on her well-being.

“It’s alright,” Grace reassured her with a dismissive wave.

She set down her watering can and began to ascend the grand staircase, her back to the world, with Emily trailing behind.

“Grace,” Emily began hesitantly, “there’s word from Craneville. Someone’s digging into the past.”

Grace paused, her hand tightening on the banister. “Who?”

“It’s unclear at the moment.” Emily sighed deeply, “Could it be that the old secrets are leaking out?”

“That’s impossible,” Grace shook her head firmly, “The matters of the past were concealed with the utmost care. No one should be able to unearth them.”

“Ensure our people are cautious. We can’t afford any unwanted discoveries,” Grace instructed before continuing her climb.

“Understood,” replied Emily.

door closed, and Grace released a heavy breath, tainted with

ago, desperate to extend Pete’s life, she

a poisonous double-edged

gaze stretching into the darkness of the night, where the silhouette of the mountains lay shrouded in mystery.

Imperial City but didn’t head home. Instead, she checked into a five-star

rest of the night at Bri-jeweled

stepped out of the hotel to find Isaac waiting

didn’t you come home?” he asked, the concern

Brittany hadn’t shown up. He had tracked her

upset over something

just needed a good rest,” Brittany met his

though skeptical of her explanation, refrained from pressing further, fearing that pushing too hard might drive

her shoulders. “Shall

let’s also swing by

something on her mind. Isaac could tell it wasn’t anger over

the business trip that rough?” he probed.

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