Wynter calmly inquired, âIn 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?â @@novelbin@@
Henry was visibly stunned by her question. When he met. Wynterâs gaze once more, his eyes reddened as his hands slightly trembled.
âIt seems the time has come. When Mr. Gordon was on his
deathbed, he had told me that someone would come and