The two of them walked out of the Old Master's room, and they happened to bump into Mr. Sanchez.
"Amelia, Albert, that's perfect, we were looking for you. Let's find a place, I have something to tell you both."
Seeing the serious expression on Mr. Sanchez's face, Albert led him to the garden.
In the middle of the garden, there was a small pavilion, with large glass on all sides, allowing the flowers and plants outside to be seen through the glass, and similarly, if someone was eavesdropping outside, they could be spotted with a single glance.
Mr. Sanchez was clearly pleased with the location.
After the maids had brewed the tea, he whispered, "Your Grandfather's illness should not be an accident!"
Seeing that Albert couldn't help but stand up, Amelia pressed him down, "Wait until Grandpa Sanchez finishes."
Albert sat back down with a green face, his eyes cold and sharp.