Charles gently and carefully embraced her, as if she were his fragile prized possession.
Looking at the girl in his arms, Charles still felt like he was in a dream.
"Linda, how have you been?" Charles asked in a shaky voice.
"I am okay." Hundreds of words welled up in her heart, but she could only utter these three words. She didn't have to explain what she had gone through. She knew that Charles already had an idea of her suffering.
"How have you been? I want the truth. Where have you been? Why didn't you come back? Do you even know how much I missed you?"
Charles said, with tears in his eyes.
"I know. I know. I wanted to come back, but I couldn't. I encountered... some difficulties."
Linda had no idea how to tell him that Amy ruined her face. She couldn't let him see her like that.
She knew that Charles would never abandon her even though she looked horrible; he would only feel sorry for her. It was just that she herself couldn't do it.
"Let's go home." Charles desperately wanted to take her home the moment he found her.
"We can't go home right now. There is already a "Lady Linda" in the villa. I want to find out who is behind all this."
"I've realized a long time ago that she wasn't you. The other day, I wasn't able to control myself and confronted her. Then, Robert took her away immediately after."
"Robert?"
"Yes, he took her away. He must have something to do with the whole thing."
"No, I don't think so... I think the mastermind is probably his brother. Don't you find it strange? It seemed like someone was controlling all of this from behind. I suspect that his brother is the one who did it."
After listening to Linda's analysis, Charles calmed down. He didn't consider Adam because, in his eyes, he was just a harmless, timid boy.
He still remembered how Adam used to tail his brother like a puppy and kept silent.
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