Chapter 137

It was cloudy and Woodpine was a little sober.

Tracy had been restless after interacting with Lydia the previous day.

The thought of her mother and Margaret in a photo together got her wondering. She kept gazing at the photo that Lydia had given to her.

"This house the two ladies are standing in looks so recognizable," she said in her head with her eyes fixed on the photo.

"My mother worked for a billionaire? And he raped her? But who could that be?" She asked in her head.

"If that house is indeed the Parker's house like I could recognize in the photo then I hope it's not what I'm thinking. No, that can't be," she echoed in her head.

She held the photo tight to her chest and paced up and down with different thoughts running in her head.

"Tracy, are you ready? Shall we go now?" Uriel asked.

The two had planned on visiting the graveside of Tracy's parents one more time before they left for Purple City.

"Sure Uncle. I'm ready," Tracy said as the two walked out of the living room onto the