Gordon turned his head to look at Sophie. Sophie noticed his gaze and asked with curiosity, "Is something wrong?"


    Gordon pursed his lips, buttoned up Sophie''s coat, and said softly, "It''s cold. Let''s go back."


    "...Okay."


    Even though Gordon was wearing a woolen sweater, his face was still pale.


    Sophie said in a low voice, "Sorry for dragging this out sote today."


    She should have considered Gordon''s frail health. The weather was getting colder, and thete-night chill was likely to make them sick. She really shouldn''t have asked Gordon to apany her herete at night on a whim.


    "Curiosity is natural to everyone. If I hadn''t brought you here tonight, you probably wouldn''t have been able to sleep."


    Sophie pushed Gordon''s wheelchair forward and fell silent for a moment before asking, "Mr. Gordon, is the Aldridge family''s ancestral hall simr to ours?"


    "It''s the same." Gordon replied indifferently, "The Aldridge family and the Russell family are both locals from Devonport, whereas the Costello family and the Tredgold family cameter."


    Hearing this, Sophie nodded and said, "Could there be secrets hidden inside the ancestral hall that we don''t know about?"


    "Perhaps." Gordon''s tone was t.


    Sophie knew that decades had passed and Gordon had been in charge of the Aldridge family for so long. If there was anything to be uncovered, it would have been discovered long ago and not remain unknown.


    Or perhaps Gordon knew the truth but chose not to tell her. After all, Ricardo and the White family were both eyeing the treasures of Devonport. Those outsiders must''ve known some secrets of Devonport to be so covetous.


    Someone as calctive as Ricardo wouldn''te to Devonport without solid evidence. Mere rumors wouldn''t be enough to entice him.


    With these thoughts, Sophie suddenly heard Gordon ask, "Where are you pushing me to now?"


    Sophie snapped back to reality, realizing she had inadvertently pushed Gordon to the other side of the yard.


    "I''m so sorry. I got distracted!"


    Sophie quickly changed direction,


    but this time, the wheelchair hit a stone on the ground, nearly causing Gordon to lose his bnce. Sophie silently knelt down, removed the stone, and continued pushing the wheelchair forward as if nothing had happened.


    "Don''t worry, I told you all this just so you wouldn''t keep quarreling with Colby. For so many years, no one has ever seen the treasure of


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    Devonport. It might just be a myth. Colby might have kept some things from you only because he''s worried about your involvement. He''s afraid of repeating past mistakes."


    "How did Colby''s mother die?"


    "Gwen was always sickly. She died identally a few years after giving birth to Colby."This is from N?velDrama.Org.


    "What do you mean by ''identally?""


    "She fell from a building."


    When Gordon calmly said those words, Sophie couldn''t help but recall the rumors Colby had mentioned before: alcoholism,


    smoking, and eventually drug


    culminating in a frenzied suicide leap from a building. S


    Colby had said those stories were half-true, half-false.


    Colby''s mother''s frenzy was false. His mother dying from a fall was indeed true.


    "Was it an ident...or was it deliberate?"


    "You should ask Colby about that."


    Sophie fell silent. Even if she asked Colby, would he really tell her?


    Gordon said indifferently, "It''ste. The answers to your questions might just reveal themselves tonight."