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.

hands trembled. She took a

had last been seen at a small inn called “Simple

examined the address on

located on the outskirts

had never

a wink all night

the

slightly as he looked at the

as he reached out his hand to pick up the information he had gleaned from the investigation that

as if something isn’t

……

was

only one servant cleaning

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

track down Charlie and bring him to

a deep breath and went downstairs, but on the last two steps, she cried out and fell to

she was startled and rushed over to help her,

face was pale, her brows furrowed, and she gripped her ankle with a

“I think I’ve sprained my foot. Can you go to my room and bring

the maid paused for a moment before saying,

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

before gritting her teeth and said, “Okay. Please wait

she finished speaking, the maid

her figure vanished from view, Leah jumped up from the sofa, quietly apologized to the maid,

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

out of the Howards’

on the document the night before, and as soon as she got to the road,

arrived in front of the Simple Point inn on the

fare and entered the

of room are you looking for?” At the front desk sat a middle-aged man with a potbelly. When he saw Leah, he narrowed

me, do you have a guest named Charlie Parridge here?” Leah asked softly, suppressing

eyes grew wary

question, instead asking tentatively,

father. After an argument with my mother, he ran away from home. My mother instructed me to go and

was still not

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