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.

trembled. She took a deep breath as she

been seen at a small

frowned deeply as she examined the address on the

located on the outskirts

never left

a wink all night because

awoke on the sofa the next

looked at

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

do I feel as if something

……

living room was quiet in the

was only one servant cleaning the

leaning against the stair railing, solemnly

was determined to track down Charlie and bring him to

on the last two steps, she cried out

and rushed over to help

brows furrowed, and

Can you go to my room and bring me the

moment before saying, “I think

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

maid paused for a moment before gritting her teeth and said, “Okay. Please wait

she finished speaking,

up from the sofa, quietly apologized to

escape, and did not dispatch bodyguards to

out of

the address of the small inn on the document the night before, and as soon as she got to the road,

Simple Point inn on the outskirts of the city forty

her fare and entered the

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

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

man’s eyes grew wary

didn’t answer Leah’s question, instead asking tentatively, “What’s the

away from home. My

man was still not

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