After taking a shower, we set out to look for Charlie again.

The living hall was exceptionally quiet; Charlie was not around.

I got hold of a maid and asked, “Where’s Mr. Charlie?”

The maid lowered her head and answered, “He has gone to bed.”

Ashton tilted his head and took a sidelong glance at the rooms upstairs. Though he had moved out of the family home for many years, he still remembered the location of Charlie’s room very well.

We headed up and stood outside the room. Ashton knocked on the door and called, “Uncle Charlie?”

No one responded.

A corner of Ashton’s mouth quirked up. It was as if he had expected this. He held my hand and brought me back to the living hall.

Charlie came down slowly

would have slept straight to the next day

you’re tired,” Ashton said calmly while shooting daggers at

paying close attention to his expression. He waited for them to tell him the truth for twenty years. I’m sure he doesn’t mind waiting for another few hours and asking them about

wry smile,

since they passed away at a very young age. I hope I still get to repay your kindness after I’ve

he could respond, Helen stepped in and said, “Thanks, but you don’t have to. George

did not like Ashton through and through. She even often went around telling people he was good-for-nothing. Ever since my relationship with Ashton improved, he

just something

good care of you that way. We’re the only Fullers left in the family now. We should stay together, don’t you think?”

City, I don’t

to convince them, Charlie and Helen seemed to have all sorts of excuses to

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