Mrs. Wilson nodded calmly.
"Tell me what the problem is, I'll help if I can. After all, you've been serving my daughter all this time," Leonardo said.
"Sir, this is related to your grandchild," replied Mrs. Wilson.
"My grandchild? Who? Grace, Jack?" Leonardo was puzzled by Mrs. Wilson's words.
"No, but your grandchild you don't know about, the baby born to Lady Rebecca seven years ago."
As those words left Mrs. Wilson's lips, Leonardo instantly dropped the bucket he had been using to water his vines.
He froze, utterly shocked.
"Your grandchild is still alive. He didn't die—Lady Rebecca only asked me to send him to an orphanage." Mrs. Wilson continued as Leonardo remained frozen in place.
The latter gasped for breath when he heard that.
"How is he now?" Leonardo asked.
"You must have heard of the genius boy from Apple Town recently, haven't you?" asked Mrs. Wilson.
