Leah waited at the Howard residence for a few more days.

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.

She took a deep breath as she reached

seen at a small inn called

she examined the

was located on

had never left

all night because she kept thinking that Charlie, the murderer, was still at

on the sofa the next

he looked

hand to pick up the information

do I feel as if something isn’t right

……

living room was

there was only one servant

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

down Charlie and bring him

the last two

she was startled and rushed over

and she

you go to my room and

before saying, “I

“Are you worried that I’ll try to escape? Don’t worry. If I had wanted to flee, I

paused for a moment before gritting her teeth and said,

speaking, the maid rushed

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

seemed confident that Leah would not try to escape, and did not dispatch bodyguards to keep an eye

walked out of the Howards’

the small inn on the document the night before, and as soon as she got to the road, she took a taxi to

of the Simple Point inn on the outskirts of the city forty minutes

her fare and entered

sat a middle-aged man with

have a guest named Charlie

man’s eyes grew wary as he heard

question, instead asking tentatively, “What’s

away from home.

not convinced

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

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