Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 283

1 783 Vouchers

No one would have guessed that Mr. Campbell, who is famous in NY, would be most relaxed when he was squatting in the storage room in home clothes and looking through the small things in the past.

The storage room is very large. Sofia remembers entering it once when she was a child. It is about 70 to 80 square meters. There are welded iron shelves inside, and boxes are piled everywhere on it.

In fact, Sofia should be able to take these things away. After all, what was auctioned back then was only the main house of the Campbell Family and the valuable furniture in the house, but the things in the storage room should not be included in the scope of Finley’s auction.

Sofia pushed the storage room door and locked it.

The lock on the door of this storage room is still the old- fashioned lock decades ago, with an iron buckle and a small iron lock on it, which looks quite old.

Sofia tugged at the lock on the door, found a wrench from the toolbox in the nanny’s room, and easily took the lock off.

Sofia opened the door, closed it, and turned on the light on the wall of the storage room.

When Dad was designing the storage room, in order to prevent the things inside from weathering, only some vent holes were designed without windows.

D DON

Chapter 283

with turning

282 Voucher

through the rows of iron shelves, and finally saw some photo albums and stamp albums on the

from decades ago.

were photos of her father’s youth, and she felt a severe headache when she

gentle man in the photo will never appear in her world again.

photo album back when

that can be inserted into the processed photos. Some people

album upside down, and the things hidden behind

to feel that the blood all over

photos, all of which are photos of father and

ordinary group photo. In each photo, the two people are close to each other. There is even a picture of my father holding Layla as a princess and standing under the cherry blossom

31 15%

Chapter 283

1788 Vouchers

not her mother, nor her and her brother, but the woman in the photo.

instant, and her hand holding

carried, but found that

a daughter to get to know him three years after

back of the photo are all in my father’s handwriting. The handwriting is not pretty, but

a little uncomfortable in this dark night, she