Chapter 262 Fanny's Supporters

• With great trepidation, Fanny said, "Dickson and I intended to sell you off as soon as possible, but that object around your neck was unsightly. We were unable to locate a buyer. In addition to glowing, its sugilite pot possessed an etching on the rear of it. Although there was only one word in the engraving, it did not denote wealth or good fortune. It was "soul." Nobody would dare to buy anything. like it, let alone hold onto it. "I had an elder in our village look at the thing around your neck," Fanny said, shuddering. He informed me that it was constructed from a substance found deep within the ground. He said it was cursed and advised us to dispose of it right away.
• That entailed letting you go as well. "Dickson and I left you because we were afraid." Later, we sold the pendant. to Mr. Rathbone, a Southdale jewelry collector. Rathbone, Mr., Southdale. Wynter rubbed her chin while thinking about this data. "How about that year's landslide?" "After we switched you with the Yates' daughter, Dickson and I fled." Fanny said." Her eyes blazed with fear as she looked directly into Wynter's. "We believed the landslide was caused by you. When we arrived in the town, we discovered that there had been no fatalities in the landslide. Only a handful were hurt, but that was about it.
• “As for you, you were mistaken for the Yates’ daughter and taken away”.” Wynter cast her eyes down. "So, from where did you abduct me?" Fanny said, "Kingbourne, of course." She hesitated, then said, "I mean, isn't your brother…" "My sibling?" Wynter's gaze grew strained. "He's the man you saved from the cellar." Fanny stopped talking as something clicked into her head. Her gaze expanded. "You deceived me! You have no recollection. from your youth!