My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Of course I brought it with me, but I have some questions that I want to ask you," I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I couldn't figure out what was nagging at me. He nodded, "Feel free to ask!"

"The box that you auctioned off In Ucrebury was your grandfather's?"

He nodded.

I paused for a moment and said, "Did he always have it, or did someone else give it to him? Does Master Milton know a woman named Carol Reid?"

His face, which was originally smiling, suddenly became sullen. There was an indescribable coldness on his face. I couldn't help but rub my face and arms when I felt that the surrounding temperature drop. I looked at him and asked carefully, "What's wrong?"

at me to ask, "Your grandmother's

that he had been standing in front of

are deliberately trying to get close

the cemetery, but in Jarold City. I noticed you then but you didn't." I was surprised but didn't want to go down that road. So, I shifted the topic back to my grandmother. "So, you

I know her, but I'm

frowned slightly and waited for him to explain more, but he

the sandalwood box. I wanted to ask him something about my grandmother, but he didn't seem to want to talk about it, so I let it

that I didn't know him as well as I had thought. At times, I felt that we'd been close. He was a rich man's son, but he didn't always behave like one at all. He had helped us

that he seemed far away. There were too many

and said, "I don't know much about your grandmother. I'm just curious about the box. Hendrix doesn't know that you're giving the