~Mia Mondragon~
Albert Ros raised his hand and looked at his watch, the time was not early, if he turned back to his mansion, it would definitely be early in the morning.
But Albert Ros remembered me in his heart, especially after hearing Jason Ros those words, and how desperate he is.
Albert Ros's desire to see me was even stronger. He himself could not say the source of this desire. However, Albert Ros finally walked to the spot where he and late Mr. Ros normally have a discussion in the old mansion.
At this time, I had long been asleep. What good is it to go back on my own? Albert Ros walked alone on the path of late Mr. Ros' old mansion. The branches and leaves of the willow trees gently swayed along the night wind, which was generally beautiful under the moonlight.
But Albert Ros
