Chapter 434: That Bastard

Inside Yale Manor at the provincial capital, by a vast man‑made lake, willows trailed and pavilions dotted the shore. The scene was classically beautiful, like something out of a painting. A soft spring breeze drifted by. Willow branches swayed, the water shimmered, and bright, multicolored koi darted and played across the surface. Along the lakeside corridor, Adriana strolled at an unhurried pace, her expensive, ornate, dragon‑headed cane in hand. Her back remained straight with age; she looked...