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.

closed, and Grace released a heavy breath, tainted with the weight of her

life, she had invested

extension were a poisonous double-edged sword, one

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

City but didn’t head home. Instead, she checked into a five-star hotel and fired up her laptop. An email awaited her,

information, Brittany spent the rest of the night

she stepped out of the hotel

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

had planned a welcome back dinner the night before, but Brittany hadn’t shown up. He had tracked her

she upset over

was tired, just needed a good rest,” Brittany met his

that pushing too

over her shoulders. “Shall

also swing by the

it wasn’t anger over Joie’s

the business trip that

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