The ship's whistle faded into the distance, and the noise on the docks gradually died down.
Chris stood frozen, the words Clara had spoken before leaving echoing in his ears over and over.
"The man who killed my parents is still at large."
His heart felt as if it would burst right out of his chest.
How could he have forgotten something so important?
Back then, Clara and her family had made their fortune from tea. They had been close to the Monse family in the same alley, and the two families had even made a verbal marriage promise for their children.
But later, her family's business grew bigger and bigger. They opened a company and built a factory, becoming one of the wealthiest families in the country, mixing with high society. Clara's father began to regret the engagement and wante
