It only took one second, and calm was restored.
"What is your relationship with this person you're looking for?" The middle-aged man looked Grace Yakov up and down, noticing the good upbringing reflected in her gestures, and although the brand of her clothing couldn't be identified, the material was obviously custom-made. He became instantly wary in his eyes.
"Have you seen this person? Where is he now?" As soon as Grace Yakov saw the middle-aged man's reaction, her eyes lit up with hope as she looked at him eagerly and moved forward, her emotions surging with excitement.
"I've seen him, but it was many years ago… And, he's dead," the middle-aged man said firmly, his eyes flashing as he parted his lips.
"What did you say?!" Grace Yakov's body stiffened, and she looked up in shock, unable to believe the man in front of her.
The next second, she roared without thinking.
"Nonsense! How could he die when he was fine? He hasn't repaid what he owes me, how could he die?!"
Dead…
