Chapter 893

Hestia snorted, her lips curling into a snigger. Did anything make sense? Perseus opened his mouth, but not a word came out. She was right. Logan's death was logical. Perseus watched as he was buried, but someone dug up Logan's grave one day. No, it probably exploded from within. There were no signs of a decomposing body in the wood of the coffin. Did Logan fake his death? Of all times, the grave exploded at this time. "Also, refrain from mentioning Alex in Jolene's presence. Just introduce yourself as my distant cousin. Got it?" Hestia advised. "Hestia, why are you so sure that Jolene Laurier can help me? How are you sure that she can stop the wrath of the Flints?" Still, Perseus was confused. "That's because Logan Caitford is your grandfather," Hestia replied, uttering each word clearly after taking a glance at him. "Huh?" Again, Perseus was baffled. Goodness, just what was Logan's identity? "Don't be surprised, and don't ask questions, either. It doesn't benefit you to k