Chapter 150. The Pain of an Amputated Limb

Giovanna watched everything without disguising her surprise. It was certainly a luxurious environment and that man must have been very rich. The furniture was old, but still smelled of new wood. She knew that wooden furniture had been replaced by iron furniture in an attempt to spare the forests that were protected from invaders. That place wasn't just expensive. It was illegal.

He invited her to follow him and took her into a room that looked like an art gallery. It wasn't something that impressed her, but the drawings were all familiar. She saw Jasmine with her owl in one of them, the lion in another, the way it used to appear to her.

She remained silent as the stranger watched her stop at each of the pictures. Giovanna recognized one from her wedding day and another with a picture of her with a white lock in her hair. She turned slowly to him.

"Who sent you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about... But isn't this