#Chapter137
Arsenio Point of View
I looked down towards the lady sleeping peacefully on the bed with different machines and wires attached to her. Her health statistics were normal yet she has been sleeping over more than two decades.
What made her like this?
There was no external wound, no sign of poisoning; what made her go into coma for such a long time?
/"What do you think, Tia?/" I asked Tia, who was lost in thoughts at the sight of her once best friend, Maya Regio.
Her face contorted with a mix of sadness and disappointment. She wasn’t feeling pained for her friend surprisingly, she was instead disappointed at her over something.
/"Did you know why your father was named the most cruel and ruthless ruler of Garcia legacy?/" She suddenly asked making me stumped by her sudden reference to my father.
