Chapter 154 Return to Joravia

Meanwhile, Nancy boarded the private jet bound for Joravia. By the time she landed, it was close to midnight. She rushed straight to Sullivan Manor. It was a sprawling, centuries-old estate, steeped in opulence and grandeur. Inside, rows of servants in identical uniforms stood lined up with rigid precision on either side of the hall. Tessa hurried forward with red-rimmed eyes. "Ms. Sullivan." Nancy was still in her glittering evening gown, yet her expression was more solemn than ever. "How's Grandpa?" she demanded. Tessa shook her head and reluctantly said, "You should see for yourself." Nancy's heart sank, dragging her down with it. Clutching her gown, she raced up the stairs and shoved open the heavy wooden door. Inside, Randy lay still on the bed. The man who had once radiated authority and strength now looked ghostly pale. The sight cut straight into Nancy's heart. Five years ago, she had defied everyone, broken away from the organization, and left Joravia behind—all to ch