FreeNovelThe person behind Pearl prodded her to move forward. Irritated by the kick, she mentally noted to settle the score later.
They proceeded deeper into the manor, with the inhabitants regarding them casually as they passed by, which struck Pearl as odd.
As they ventured further, the aroma of herbs intensified, permeating the air. The entire house seemed infused with the scent of herbs.
Impatiently, the man instructed Pearl, "You can go the rest of the way alone," before removing her bindings and departing, grumbling about her lack of
resistance. "Why did they make it so loose? Why didn't you fight back?"
Pearl smirked and retorted, "Mind your own business," earning an annoyed glare from the man before he left.
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Rubbing her sore wrists, Pearl passed through a door and entered a courtyard adorned with antiques, where a pot emitting steam caught her
attention.
Drawing closer, she discerned the scent of medicinal herbs and deduced, "Medicine for colds."
"You seem knowledgeable about herbs. Few young people share your interest," remarked an elderly voice from behind.
Turning, Pearl saw an old man in white robes, exuding vitality despite his age. Although he looked like he was in his sixties or seventies, he looked
more alert than syoung men in their prime.
"Who are you?" Pearl inquired respectfully.
"I'm Winona's grandpa, Howard Jesselton," he revealed.
Pearl recalled the Jesseltons' reputation as herbal medicine practitioners, noting the contrast between Winona and her esteemed grandfather. The
latter was a famous doctor in that industry, but why was his granddaughter so different?
She wasn't able to link the two together, so Pearl smiled and greeted politely, "Hello, Mister Howard."
"I heard Winona mentioned your health isn't the best," observed Howard, noticing Pearl's pale complexion. "You do look a little weak."
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Feeling uneasy, Pearl speculated on how Winona knew of her health issues. Did... Richard tell her?
Lost in thought, Pearl was jolted by Howard's next words. "Winona askedto help treat you. It's been ten years since I've practiced medicine.
You're one lucky woman."
Pearl was incredulous. Winona, who had always regarded her as an enemy, now asked her grandfather to save her?
Reflecting on it, she noticed many small details she had overlooked before. All the clues pointed to one person—Richard! Had he orchestrated all of
this?
Pearl balled her fist, resolved. "Thank you for your offer, but | have more important things to do."
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