Harold never felt that time was so long.

In the lobby of the hotel, he paced back and forth anxiously, waiting for a response from the staff.

With the help of the Support Section, he finally found the hotel where the teenager was staying-but he was completely empty the first few times. This time he deliberately got up early, hoping not to repeat the same mistakes.

But the question is-what if the other party hasn't got up yet? If the other party thinks it’s too early and refuses to meet with him——

Shook his head, Harold didn't want to think about it.

Fortunately, the facts proved that his worries were unnecessary. The receptionist who came out of the backstage room talked to Heliga through the internal connection of the hotel—according to his statement, although the other party looked not awake, he still agreed to Harold's request to meet. But the other party asked Harold to wait for a while before he sorted out his image. Of course Harold had no doubts about this. He breathed a sigh of relief, his heart filled with anxiety and anticipation about to learn the truth.

As for Heliga-although he knew that Harold himself would appear today, he never expected that he would be disturbed by someone early in the morning. Fortunately, he had done the relevant arrangements a long time ago, and even if it came earlier than expected, he wouldn't be in a hurry.

"Um... these are all okay, it's still working well." Seeing that the miniature tapping recording device bought from an old acquaintance in the old city not long ago is still operating, Heliga nodded in satisfaction," Okay... let me hear the truth."

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"Hello." Harold greeted anxiously-the boy in front of him didn't seem to sleep well at all. Although his appearance was still good, a yawn from time to time revealed the truth that the other person was not sleeping well.

"Mr. Harold is there something urgent?" Hailijia pretended to be curious. "It's surprising that someone came to me early in the morning... But I thought about it, maybe it's true. What emergency happened..."

"Um, there is no urgent matter..." Harold was startled by the soft or hard reply. For a while, he didn't know how to say it. He made up his mind before and had the courage to say what he wanted to say. At the same time, he swallowed again, and as a last resort, he had to find some individual topic to force a conversation: "Speaking of which, the business you discussed with the people in the village that day..."

"Um... the business didn't negotiate well." Heliga babbled, "so I changed my goal... I was negotiating with Mine Town before, but it also seemed very difficult."

"Um...Is that so." The plan was disrupted, and Harold looked a little at a loss, and could only cope with it casually, and had nothing to say for a while.

"What's the matter? Are you hesitant to feel guilty for coming so early? It doesn't matter." Seeing Harold's reaction, Heliga smiled and said "accepting", "I should have gotten up almost too. Up."

"Do you have any arrangements for today?" After hearing this, Harold suddenly looked up.

"Yes... it's just night." Heliga said with a smile, "I plan to go around the city during the day."

"So..." Harold breathed a sigh of relief.

"...You seem to have something inconvenient to tell me?" Harold's reaction could not be more obvious, and Heliga decided not to tease him. "It's okay, just say it straightforwardly."

"...This thing may sound strange..." The other party seemed to have noticed something. This kind of display gave Harold the courage to move forward. He gritted his teeth and did nothing, and bravely opened the chatterbox: "Actually... do you remember the photo you dropped the last time we met?"

"Remember... what happened?"

"Actually... the person in that photo... I might..." Harold thought about his words, "Well, if it is convenient, can you reveal who she is?"

"Ah...no problem. That's an acquaintance of mine in Libel."

Seeing that Heliga didn't deny it, Harold seemed to have grasped hope, and he said eagerly, almost getting up from his seat.

"That... what's her name...? Is she in Libel now? That picture, can I—ah..."

Heliga slowly raised a hand, stopping Harold from continuing. Seeing the other's actions, he seemed to realize his gaffe.

"Under normal circumstances, although I would find things strange, I should not refuse your request... However, your behavior just now was too strange. Are you hiding something from me?" Heliga said every word. He said softly, "It seems that there is some incredible secret behind this."

"I..." Harold bit his lip and remained silent, seemingly engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

Heliga did not speak, and sat there quietly, waiting for Harold's reply. This half-minute is as long as a century.

"It seems...you seem to know." Harold said with a wry smile for a long time.

"I don't know what you are referring to." Heliga remained calm.

"That's the end of the matter... I'll tell you straight." Harold sighed calmly, as if he had figured out something. "In fact...we and my wife once had a daughter."

"Once...?" Heliga repeated Harold's words pretending to be confused-the feelings he felt from it were very complicated.

"That's what I've always...reluctant to face...reality." Once the chatterbox is opened, I can't contain the flood of emotions-the original gentle and personable businessman, at this moment, looks like a helpless child , Told such a story on and off.

——The Harolds once had a daughter. Originally life was pretty happy. However, one day a few years ago, because he couldn't resist the high rate of return in the propaganda, Harold got involved in something that shouldn't be touched-speculative trading, and was further locked up and carried a high debt.

The Harolds were frightened by the continuous visits of creditors to collect debts; the two even worried that they would provoke the notorious Mafia. No matter where they moved and fled, the creditor could always come to the door-in this case, the couple was worried that their only daughter would be implicated, so they entrusted it to a friend's house. They want to work hard to pay off their debts and then welcome their daughter home.

They were lucky as well as unfortunate-in Crossbell, the two met the famous lawyer Ian. With his help, the two were able to settle their debts. Then after a year of crazy work, they miraculously repaid The two who had cleared their debts and thought that they would finally be able to meet their dreaming daughter-they almost collapsed when they learned that their friend's house was reduced to rubble due to a fire, and that the people in it were already gone. . They once thought of suicide to end this life of no thoughts-however, Sophia had a pregnancy reaction again.

The two who had learned from the pain got new comfort-but when the wound was torn open again, it was still dripping with blood.

"This is... the sin that our couple bear." Harold was already full of tears at this time, but his tone was surprisingly calm. He finished telling this sad story quietly, and then stood up in Heliga's complicated eyes.

"Mr. Harold?" Heliga asked hesitantly. He had anticipated this fact beforehand, but...

"I'm sorry to let you hear such a boring story." He managed to squeeze a smile, "I'm sorry..." After speaking, he left the room straight away.

Heliga wanted to catch up, but for some reason, he suddenly felt that it was too cruel. In the end, after a long time... he had mixed feelings and silently put away the eavesdropping recorder hidden in the corner of the room.