Chapitre 479: The Hidden Tale Behind Jasmine-- Part 1

Coming back to the mansion in Richalwolf Land, Ayra was ordered to seat down inside the Grandpa's room first. Her ropes were untied as she rubbed her arms together and watched the old man putting few more woods inside the fireplace.

Ever since she questioned him those words, he had been oddly quiet and ordered her to follow him inside the other room first. Ayra could sense that his heart moved even a slight bit after knowing that none of his grandchildren had a glorious life like he anticipated to be. Instead they all were buried under their own pains and never saw the light of life.

The old man returned to her side, offering her a glass of drink which looked like wine. But the taste was different and Ayra after a long travelling to this mansion, she finished it in a gulp. His voice laced with concern,

" Feeling better now?"