A/n: This chapter is fixed. Thank you for waiting.
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Javier: "..."
Who dressed like they were in some funeral in 1960? This woman even wore a large black fascinator hat that covered most of her face. She looked inauspicious.
Javier was sure he did not know this strange woman. But he felt the person was somewhat familiar.
The aura she give off to him was something he had encountered before.
The woman wearing a black hat finally decided to press the doorbell.
[Master, Should I call the police?]
"Why would you call the police...? Nevermind. Confirm her identity first."
At the door, Ariana was waiting nervously.
She really had come here. For a coward like her who never initiated meeting people suddenly seeking out a person was truly a huge feat. If she was given a choice, she would not seek out the man. But this concerned her dear sister. She had to know.
