Begging For A Reconciliation

Everything was perfect during her time at the Howard residence, except for Han’s restriction of her mobility to the residence at all times.

Han promised to help her find Charlie, and she trusted him.

That man was perfect in every way—aside from the fact that he didn’t love her.

So four days had passed in that manner.

When Leah went downstairs to get some water one night and noticed that the standing floor lamp in the living room was still on, she subconsciously frowned and lightened her steps.

Leah went downstairs and noticed someone leaning on the sofa, which turned out to be Han.

He was leaning very still against the sofa, and he didn’t even notice when Leah came over.

After some hesitation, Leah approached him, intending to ask him if he had found Charlie.

Unexpectedly, when she walked over, she discovered Han had fallen asleep while leaning on the sofa.

She looked at him with a slight frown. There was a hint of eye bags, and his face appeared exhausted. He slept poorly, as evidenced by the deep furrows that had developed between his brows as he leaned against the sofa.

Leah sighed and hesitated for a moment before deciding it would be best to leave him alone.

She turned around, but as she did so, she caught sight of a stack of papers Han was pressing against the sofa’s corner out of the corner of her eye.

For some reason, when she looked at the stack of documents, her heart leapt.

She pursed her lips and paused only briefly before setting the cup in her hand down. She squatted down and carefully removed the stack of documents from his side.

Leah carefully examined the stack of documents.

However, the more she looked, the solemn her face became.

The information contained in the stack of documents was all about Charlie.

The information included his recent travels, his lodgings, the restaurants he frequented, and the bank from which he withdrew money.

Regardless of the details, the investigation had been thorough.

looked, the more her hands trembled. She

been seen at a small

deeply as she examined

inn was located on

never left

returned to the room. She couldn’t sleep a wink all night because she kept thinking

the sofa the next day with

slightly as he looked at the

out his hand to pick up the information he had gleaned from the investigation that was lying beside

do I feel as

……

living room was quiet in the

there was only one

leaning against the stair railing, solemnly looking at the servant’s

determined to track down

a deep breath and went downstairs, but on the

and rushed over to help her, “Ms. White,

face was pale, her brows furrowed, and she gripped her

sprained my foot. Can you go to my room

a moment before saying, “I think I’d better inform

him with such trivial matters.” Leah gave her a sincere look and said, “Are you worried that I’ll try to escape?

gritting her teeth and said, “Okay. Please wait for me

she finished speaking, the maid

sofa, quietly apologized to the maid, turned around, and dashed out

escape, and did not dispatch bodyguards to keep an eye on

walked out of the

before, and as

of the Simple Point inn on the outskirts of

fare and

At the front desk sat a middle-aged man with a potbelly. When he saw Leah, he narrowed his

do you have a guest named Charlie Parridge here?” Leah

man’s eyes grew wary as he

asking tentatively, “What’s the matter

he ran away from home. My mother instructed me to go and look for him.”

man was still not convinced by

that the young lady in front of him looked very elegant, and a very indifferent demeanor. She gave off the impression that she was from a powerful and