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.

heavy breath, tainted with the weight of her thoughts.

desperate to extend Pete’s life, she had invested fortunes in dubious

her dismay, the treatments that promised life extension were a poisonous double-edged

of the night, where the silhouette of

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

spent the rest

she stepped out of the hotel

asked,

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

over

a good rest,” Brittany met his gaze,

though skeptical of her explanation, refrained from pressing further, fearing that

over her shoulders. “Shall

swing by

mind. Isaac could tell it

the business trip that rough?” he

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