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.

was there. He stopped his car and saw that I had

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went upstairs with him. After taking care of some things, we

had vintage interior designs. When we walked in, a large filigreed screen welcomed us which gave the

screen, Aaron said with a smile, "This restaurant is famous for its one of

true. I found a seat and sat down. I guess I looked rather disinterested because Aaron suddenly asked, "What happened

at the Century Garden Residence in Ucrebury. Tell her to bring the things that Michael

me in confusion and asked, "I thought you didn't need him? Why did you go to the prison to see

me to let Valerie suffer so little. I've decided that I want to ruin her

eyes. "Did Valerie

my silence gave him the answer

sighed, feeling a little helpless. "Arianna, have you ever thought of looking for your biological

he would suddenly mention this. After thinking about it, I shook my 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. They may have given birth to me, but they never cared for me. I only need my grandmother for the rest of

me tentatively. "If you were to meet your biological parents one day, would you acknowledge

to atone for their sins and to make peace with their past regrets. It would not be something done out of love. If they loved me, they