Chapter 162

Mrs. Martin was cunning and she would say anything just to make sure that he wins him over.

He couldn't totally trust her words because be here was desperate to have him on her side.

He pressed his hands on the steering wheel.

He needed needed answers and the only one that could give him what he wanted was his grandfather.

Asking his uncle wasn't an option because he wasn't going to say anything.

Scar drove with a single destination in mind: his grandfather's estate.

His thoughts were a tangled mess, but one thing was clear—he needed answers.

As he approached the massive iron gates of the estate, Scar’s mind raced through what he would say.

The accusations were heavy, but he couldn’t go in blind. He needed to see his grandfather’s reaction, to gauge his response.

The guards at the gate recognized his car and waved him through without question.

Scar parked and stepped out, feeling the weight of the family legacy pressing down on him.

The estate was quiet, too quiet, considerin
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