"Are you suspecting that tribe elder?" lody Thorne looked up.
She also felt that the tribe elder was strange, like he was hiding sothing in his eyes.
"Smart." As the two entered the room, Mr. Thorne and Mrs. Thorne were also there. Seeing the two of them return safely, Mr. Thorne breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing Jared Quinn made him sowhat worried again.
"Dad, is there sothing you’re still not telling us?" lody Thorne asked.
"Sigh," Mr. Thorne sighed, worried about lody Thorne, "You wouldn’t rember your biological father. At the ti, he was also prophesized by that tribe elder, and later he t a tragic end. It’s said he died in a terrible manner."
"Dad, don’t you think this is absurd?" lody Thorne sneered, "The Seymour Family has so many ambitious people. Maybe my dad was murdered just before he was to inherit the Seymour Family."
"How do you know?" Mr. Thorne asked. "He indeed died the night before. The tribe elder told everyone he died so terribly because he wouldn’t heed warnings."
"Ha," lody Thorne scoffed, "Ever since my dad died, there hasn’t been another heir nad here, right? During that ti, nothing happened, and now grandpa wants to inherit, suddenly there’s this stupid prophecy again. Don’t you think this is all too ridiculous and coincidental?"
"This..." Mr. Thorne pondered, "You’re saying Howard Seymour was likely murdered?"
"Isn’t it obvious?" lody Thorne queried, "Everyone was blinded by the so-called prophecy, and Howard Seymour’s brothers never even thought to investigate, so it all got buried. We’re not from here, so we see it clearly."
Mr. Thorne’s gaze fell on Jared Quinn, still worried, "But the Quinn Family indeed has cases like this."
"So if they see we don’t believe this, they’ll choose to target us; if not Jared, then , to fulfill their stupid prophecy."
Her speculation seed reasonable, and Jared Quinn’s gaze on her beca increasingly intense.
When lody Thorne lowered her head, she happened to catch Jared Quinn’s gaze, her face slightly flushed, looking away.
"You two must be careful," Mrs. Thorne finally spoke, her gaze at lody Thorne reminiscent of two years ago.
"She’s recovered so short-term mories," Mr. Thorne said with relief.
"Really?"
"Yes, thinking of those things I did with Rochelle Thorne makes regret it terribly. Thankfully you and Jared are safe, otherwise, I’d be guilt-ridden."
"Oh, Mom and Dad, you should return ho first. I’ve promised the Seymour elder to stay, but it’s not safe for you here; go back first. Once things are settled, I’ll return too."
"But we’re worried about you two staying here," Mr. Thorne expressed concern, "We could be of so help staying here."
"Help them with what?" Mr. Thorne had the opposite view, "We are old, weak, and ill; staying here would only burden them. It’s better to go back and not worry them."
"Yes, you should go back first, so we don’t get distracted," lody Thorne chid in, "And when you return, you can keep an eye on Finn Thorne, that brat, to prevent him from squandering the Thorne Family’s newly regained assets."
"Alright."
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