Love's Redemption

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Zack and Bree had been nothing but kind to me. They treated me like I was their own. I knew this, yet since I discovered the contract, I could not help

I wanted to stop feeling that way and love them as they so openly loved me. I wanted to reciprocate their acceptance of me.

A small chuckle escaped Arthur. "Like father, like daughter."

I froze at his words. He had told me he did not remember my father. My breath hitched when I realized he had been lying, and my nails dug into my pa Arthur let out a breathy laugh and elaborated, "Zack mentions him so often that it's hard for me to forget the name. Otherwise, I wouldn't have bothere My throat tightened, and I dared to ask, "What did Zack say about my father?"

Arthur rose to his feet. One of the bodyguards made to come over and help him, but Arthur stopped him with a hand. He sauntered to the floor-to- ceiling windows and gazed out at the green lawn. "What do you think he'd say about your father, missy?"

Cunning old man. I should have known he would throw the question back at me.

I had no idea what Zack would say about my father, nor did I dare to venture a guess. In the end, I stood up and joined Arthur by the window. "Zack wa Arthur made no reply, keeping his eyes on the scenery outside. I followed his gaze and drank in the view of the expansive green lawn. It was therapeu

I couldn't help remembering the open meadow my father had brought me to. While our family hadn't been well- off, they made sure to take me on vacations every year.

My parents didn't believe in vacationing among skyscrapers and city smog. They preferred to bask in nature's goodness. As such, my childhood mem The or greenThis is from NôvelDrama.Org.

landscape before me reminded me of the Havenbell Meadow, where my parents took me camping among the local farm people. True to local culture,

"Dad told me he would bring me to see the world, I said, recalling my father's promise. However, he was gone, and I had lost my wanderlust. Since moving in with the Gildons, | had always declined Zack and Bree's offer to bring me on trips.

Going on trips required me to revisit my deepest wounds, something I did not intend to do. I did not want to bleed again.

"Missy, I'm sure there's someone who misses your father as much as you do," Arthur suddenly said.

I held my breath and waited for him to continue.

He did not beat around the bush and gave me the answer I had been looking for. "I don't know if the car crash that took your parent's lives was malicio can confirm Zack had nothing to do

with it."

Tremained silent, even as I was thrumming with the urge to ask

him how he could be so sure. However, I knew things between me and Zack would sour if I asked more questions,

This might not be a confrontation with Zack, but Arthur was so close to him that I couldn't help assimilating them. He was even assessing me the same

"Zack had given up on the contract

after your father got into an

accident, but I knew it was a deal

they had worked on together. I really wanted the deal, so I sought Zack out a few times. I told him your parents had died for the deal, and if helet it go to waste, your father would have died for nothing."

Arthur's words left me stumped, but they also made my heart tighten.

"Missy, listen to me. Zack isn't the greedy sort, and he certainly wouldn't scheme or backstab his friend for money. I wouldn't have

gotten acquainted with him otherwise," he added solemnly.

I considered his words and admitted he made sense. At once, the weight on my chest disappeared. I had suspected Zack at first, but I feared being rig