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Wynter calmly inquired, “In my dream, Grandpa Gordon sent me a message through Youth Daily. He urged me to come home, saying he left something for me. Did he mention anything to you before he passed away?” @@novelbin@@

Henry was visibly stunned by her question. When he met. Wynter’s gaze once more, his eyes reddened as his hands slightly trembled.

“It seems the time has come. When Mr. Gordon was on his

deathbed, he had told me that someone would come and