Chapter Seventy Two

"A safe? I never knew about it. The only safe I recur, is the one belonging to my father in his room. The time I saw the safe, my father had driven me out of his room and warned him never to be near there," Naevia said, recounting the past.

Hearing this, Naevia's Aunt scoffed and asked, "Does that hypocrite possess such?" Naevia stared at her Aunt. The old woman smirked at Naevia and said, "Your father has nothing, not even a safe of his."

From the way she spoke, Naevia suspected that her mother's junior sister knew a lot more about her father than she did. Curious, she asked, "Do tell me everything that happened. From the time my father and mother met, till the time she died. I want to know everything."

Naevia's Aunt stared at her niece. She gave a curve to the lips and hummed. "With pleasure my dear. It's a really long story, but I'll still share it with you," she decided.

Naevia felt her ears spring up. She couldn't wait to know how her parents met, and if really love brought them