Chapter 470

"Caspian Brooks?"

Natalia asked as she walked toward the old man who was sitting on the wooden floor while slamming a hammer on a key.

Though he was an old man, his hands were not shaking while working. His hands tightened his grips whenever his hammer went close to the keys.

Hearing his name, the old man raised his head slowly. He adjusted his glasses and tried to look at Natalia carefully.

"Who are you, child?" he said with a weak voice.

Natalia realized that he was not as strong as she had thought about him. It was just that his hands were professional when he was working.

"Gentleman, I need your help."

The old man set down his hammer and looked at the old woman behind Natalia and Damia.

"Please sit," the old woman said to them.

The house was really small. It would not be a lie for her to say that the entire house was equal to her and Adrian's bedroom in the pack house.

The old woman was about to grab a stool for them. But Natalia shook her hands to stop her.

"We can sit on the flo