Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh novel Chapter 848

Chapter 848 Does she dare to dismantle me?

"Shouldn't we investigate how Lady Nevaeh died?"

When her daughter's death was mentioned, Daphne visibly froze, and her tears fell even more heavily. "Didn't Nevaeh die of illness?"

The butler's eyes flashed with contempt and disgust, and he instantly dispensed with even the appearance of courtesy. "No, she was killed by someone!" he said, then instructed the servant standing nearby, "Escort Madam Daphne out!"

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On the outskirts of the capital, there was a magnificent private mansion with a pure white exterior, exquisite architecture, and a deep, restrained atmosphere that all showed the distinguished status of the owner.

Beside a misty bamboo grove, an old man in a white robe was leisurely practicing Tai Chi. Despite his advanced age and full head of white hair, his eyes remained clear, and his natural dominance was apparent.

During a pause in his routine, a butler approached him respectfully and said, "Lord, Young Master has returned."

The old man paused his hand-wiping motion and then casually handed the towel to the nearby person, waving his hand.

After everyone else had left, the old man turned around and looked at the young man standing next to the artificial mountain.

If not for his black outfit, which slightly concealed his beauty, this man could be described as breathtakingly beautiful.

A man who looked like this, it was hard to tell whether it was a blessing or a curse.

Antonio smiled deeply. "Why do you have time to come back today?"

"Grandpa," Osvaldo called out respectfully, but with an underlying hostility.

Antonio's eyelids twitched, and he smiled. "Are you... rebelling?"

Osvaldo's lips curved into a temperatureless arc, his eyes calm and undisturbed. "No, I came to ask you, your son has offended me, and I want his life. Do you have any objections?"

Antonio's smile vanished from his face, and he turned his gaze to the distance.

Beyond the turquoise lake and the courtyard built by the water, the wide and peaceful scenery was like a beautiful ink painting.

Antonio looked for a long time before speaking again, his tone bitter. "Are you sure he did it with his own hands?"