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.

short while, Charlie came down slowly with

just woken up. “I would have slept straight to the next day if the maid didn’t call me.” He let out a

should rest early if you’re tired,” Ashton said calmly while shooting daggers

glanced at him, 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

with a wry smile, “It’s

yourself,” Ashton said, “I didn’t get to take care of my parents since they passed away at a very young age. I hope I still get to repay your kindness after I’ve made a name

between Charlie’s brows, but before he could respond, Helen stepped in and said, “Thanks, but you

around telling people he was good-for-nothing. Ever since my relationship with Ashton improved, he seldom talked to

something strange

can come with me to K City. I can take good care of you that way. We’re the only Fullers left in the family now. We should stay together, don’t you think?” He leaned against the couch and tapped his finger on the armrest absentmindedly as

City, I don’t think we’d be comfortable living in a

Ashton tried to convince them, Charlie and Helen seemed

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