As Chester walked out of Sheldon's bedroom, his enchanting face was covered with an indiscernible dim light.
It seemed as if he could still hear Sheldon's voice echoing in his ears.
It intertwined with the message that Grace had asked the butler to pass on today...
Old events, a past unknown to others.
More than twenty years ago, the marriage alliance between the Yale and Yakov families had failed, and his father had left the Yale family with his mother. His grandfather, the former head of the Yale family, fell ill and never recovered...
All these things had happened almost simultaneously at that time.
It had stirred up a storm in Saba City.
With deep dark eyes and a complex light swirling inside, Chester walked towards his room with heavy steps, and lay down on the sofa, pressing his temples with his hand.
He slowly closed his eyes...
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The night grew darker.
At the back door of the Yakov family mansion.
Evelyn's petite body shivered in the night breeze.
