Chapter 230

It took more than an hour of driving before Grace finally arrived at the run-down small house. The house was at least 20 years old, situated in a barren mountainous area, with abandoned building materials scattered around. It had an eerie, desolate feel to it. Moreover, in the abandoned courtyard, a grave stood out of place against the decaying surroundings. The grave, however, was impeccably clean, and fresh flowers were placed in front of it. To be so far out in the outskirts, living in a small house with nothing but a solitary grave nearby—how lonely must that be? Grace felt a pang of sympathy. Then she noticed that all the windows in the room were sealed shut, completely covered. Not a single beam of light could get through. It was likely as dark inside during the day as it was at night. She pressed the doorbell, but before she could press it a second time, a hand reached out eagerly and pulled her inside. "You don't have to be in such a hurry every time. The stuff I boug