Chapter One Hundred And Three : Grandpa Max
The next morning, as Mark sat down for a simple breakfast, his phone buzzed on the table. The familiar ringtone echoed in the quiet room, prompting him to pick up.
”Hello?”
A stern voice greeted him on the other end, unmistakably belonging to his grandfather
.”Mark, it’s time you came to see me.”
Caught off guard by the harsh tone, Mark paused, the clatter of cutlery against the plate ceasing. Concern and curiosity mingled in his mind as he listened to his grandfather’s brusque words
.”Just come. No more questions. You know where I am.”
The abruptness of the conversation left Mark with a mix of emotions. Finishing his breakfast hastily, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something significant awaited him
Navigating the city streets towards his grandfather’s family mansion, a sense of anticipation hung in the air. The sun cast long shadows, and Mark couldn’t deny the knot of unease tightening in his stomach.
Arriving at the imposing gates, Mark hesitated before pressing the inte

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