Chapter 686: The Assassin
Sometimes when Aurora visited her grandfather, she would catch him staring at her, lost in thought—as if he were seeing the young Grandma Carter through her.
"Your Grandma Carter was an old acquaintance of mine," the old man said with a faint smile.
Aurora quietly exhaled in relief. "An acquaintance? Did you hate my Grandma Carter? But... she passed away so long ago."
"You’re right. I did hate her. She died before I could develop the medicine... and I hated myself for it too," the old man murmured, sipping his red wine slowly. "I know you love Everett. That pampered young man... I just wanted to see if he truly had the desire to marry you—if his heart was steadfast enough to love you."
Aurora couldn’t make sense of what he was saying. "Sir... what do you mean by that?"
The old man chuckled calmly. "I simply wanted him to understand that marrying you comes with a certain risk. I wanted to see if he dared to go through with it."
Aurora felt a wave of frustration. Who talked like that? What right did he have to interfere in her relationship with Everett?
She wanted to lash out at him, but for Everett’s sake, she swallowed her anger. "You’re really overstepping, sir. My relationship with Everett is none of your business. Besides, your actions—they’re criminal, aren’t they?"
The old man smiled indifferently. Criminal? That didn’t bother him.
"I’ve done many bad things in my life. But no one’s ever caught me. And besides, the drug I created doesn’t harm people. I simply paused their time for a while. When they wake, they’ll still be young and healthy."
Aurora felt slightly relieved. At least Everett wasn’t in any immediate danger.