Chapter 509

Marie creased her brows. She had never heard of Windmere Manor before. It was neither Lucille's nor Spencer's home.

After five minutes, Marie sat on the couch in the living room, watching the wheelchair-bound person sitting before her. A recognizable face appeared in view.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say Marie looked horrified. It was the first time she had experienced such a shock in all 60 years of her life. If not for her healthy heart, she would've been scared stiff by now.

"A-Are you… really Jane?" Marie stammered, her hands trembling where she'd placed them on her lap.

This was utterly absurd.

Jane, whom Marie thought had been dead for over 20 years, had suddenly appeared in the flesh before her. How could she not be shocked? She couldn't believe her eyes.

Jane sat in the wheelchair with a blanket covering her legs. Her hands were clasped together and placed above her thighs. She looked so frail that it was as if a light breeze could blow her away.

But that didn'