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Chapter Sixty-One

Author: H.K
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-11-02 00:30:23

The silence stretched for a moment after those words.

Isabelle blinked, trying to gather herself. “You’re his grandmother?”

The older woman gave a small nod, her gaze still sharp despite the faint smile on her lips. “Yes. May I come in?”

“Of course,” Isabelle said quickly, stepping aside.

The cane clicked softly against the marble as the woman entered. Her eyes swept the room in an unhurried way from the staircase to the scattered brushes on the table and the faint scent of paint still in the air. Everything she saw seemed to tell her about everything going on in the house.

“You’ve kept the house tidy,” she remarked mildly, setting her cane by the chair before sitting. “It hasn’t looked this alive in a while.”

“Would you like something to drink?” Isabelle offered, instinctively trying to keep her tone polite and neutral.

“No, thank you,” came the reply. “I won’t stay long.”

For a moment, neither spoke. The ticking of the old clock on the wall filled the space.

Then, the older woman tu
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