Chapter 2. A n accident stole her parents from her when she was just 6. Margret was everything she had to call her own. It's been 13 years now. The Chamfers were the wealthiest of families in Wierbone at that time. The three brothers owned the grape fields and wine industry. Most of their earnings were stored in the treasury located inside the house. The location was a secret even to the house maid. Once full of happiness and joy that gigantic mansion was now abandoned. Alice’s father was the youngest of the siblings. He named Alice as the heir to his part of the industry when she was just a toddler. Not knowing she would have to take it over so soon. Margret leaned to pick that letter resting on the floor. “What is so strange about this invitation dear”, Margret asked as trying to read the letter with those rheumy eyes. “It says 25 th of December, that’s the day after tomorrow”, Margret exclaimed but still struggling to read she continued, “At the Duvin Man
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