Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 139

Chapter 139 Leonard

Foster cast a cautious glance at the traditional courtyard before them, the soft mist curling around the ancient stone walls. He hesitated, uncertainty flickering across his face. “Should we knock?” he asked quietly.

Before anyone could respond, the heavy wooden gate creaked open on its own, revealing an elderly man in his sixties. His calm, courteous demeanor immediately put them at ease. “Please, come in,” he invited with a gentle smile.

Sebastian followed Fenton through the entrance, stepping into the courtyard filled with the rich, earthy aroma of dried herbs. At its center, another elderly figure sat serenely, methodically brewing tea with deliberate, unhurried movements.

“What brings you two here today?” the man asked softly.

Sebastian met the old man’s gaze, his voice steady but respectful. “Leonard, it’s been a long time.”

Only now did he feel certain—the man before him was indeed Leonard, the former head of the Harrington family, once renowned throughout Kingston. Leonard’s legendary medical expertise had earned him admiration far and wide. Yet, years ago, he vanished without a trace. Despite countless searches, no one had discovered his whereabouts. Who would have imagined he had chosen to retreat into a secluded mountain life?

Leonard studied Sebastian carefully. More than a decade had passed, but that familiar face still left a strong impression. “The Whitmore boy… It’s been well over ten years. I thought the younger generation would have forgotten me by now. I’m surprised someone still remembers.” He motioned toward a wooden chair across from him. “Sit.”

His mind drifted back to the first time he saw the boy—just thirteen years old, standing silently, his body marked with scars, yet radiating a quiet dignity, almost as if the world could not touch him.

Sebastian moved forward and took the seat offered.

Leonard handed him a steaming cup of tea and asked casually, “How is Mr. Greg doing?”

Sebastian accepted the cup, sipping gently before setting it down. “My grandfather is well. Though his years are many, his health remains strong.”

“That’s good to hear,” Leonard said, his voice tinged with a nostalgic softness. “We old folks… we’ve grown weary. It’s your generation’s time now.”

Sebastian regarded Leonard thoughtfully. “No one ever imagined you would choose to live in isolation for so long.”

Leonard poured hot water into the teapot, the steam rising slowly. “That’s the point of seclusion—to escape the noise and chaos. I just want peace now.”

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