Chapter 112Premium
Recently, Charlotte had developed one particular worry.
“Jenny.”
“Yes, Charlotte?”
“I think you’re an intelligent and cautious person, Jenny.”
“Thank you, Charlotte.”
“But why…?”
Charlotte’s gaze moved to Jenny’s desk.
Amid the jumble of scattered dice and game pieces.
An antique typewriter sat on Jenny’s desk.
At the sight of it, Charlotte furrowed her brow...
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