My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"You can choose not to believe me, but whatever it is, the quality of your daughter's life is in your hands."

He pursed his lips and held his head with both hands, entangling his fingers into his hair and pulling on it. It seemed that he was thinking, or struggling to make a decision.

After a long time, he looked up at me and said, "Okay, but I'll need your word!"

I nodded. "Fine with me!"

He hummed and was silent for a long time before saying, "Ucrebury, Century Garden Residence. Look for my wife and tell her what happened to me. Ask that she brings the things I gave her and to come see me here."

I nodded. "Any other messages you want me to pass on to her?"

He shook his head and said no more.

After I left the prison, I looked up at the dark sky of Jarold City. It had been about a month since the sun in Ucrebury emerged from the horizon.

The sky was always full of smog, and from time to time, rain would drizzle or snow would fall. The weather was quite frustratingly unpredictable. However, spring would come soon after the new year.

I raised my hand and glanced at the time. I was right on time. I went straight to the restaurant that Charles had mentioned.

saw that I

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me to order the food in advance. Master Miller will be

him. After taking care of some things, we went straight into the private

a large filigreed screen welcomed us which gave the room an air of elegance and

a smile, "This restaurant is famous for its

found a seat and sat down. I guess

the Century Garden Residence in Ucrebury. Tell her to bring the things that Michael gave her to Jarold City and

at me in confusion and asked, "I thought you

chin and said dispiritedly, "I thought that it was too kind of me to let Valerie

eyes. "Did Valerie go look for

didn't say anything, but my silence gave him the answer he was looking

feeling a little helpless. "Arianna, have you ever thought

head. "No, it's been years. They've wanted to discard me right from the start, which means that I'm not very important to them.

his lips, he looked at me tentatively. "If you were to meet your biological parents one day, would

their child was to atone for their sins and to make peace with their past regrets. It would not be