These are Arthur Lindsey's belongings!
At this moment, Arthur Lindsey's tall figure suddenly appeared in the doorframe.
"What are you holding in your hands?" he started, with a cold and menacing tone.
Sally Jefferson jumped with fright, not expecting Arthur to show up, let alone appearing so handsome before her. She responded, pretending to be calm yet slightly uneasy, "It seems like a..."
It's his!
It was actually found in the room of that young girl!
"Arthur, it... it's not my fault." Sally nervously tried to explain.
She felt that Arthur in front of her was like an angry lion, ready to tear anyone into pieces at any moment.
So terrifying!
Meanwhile, she pointed towards the opened diary at the bottom layer.
Arthur's wicked gaze quickly scanned over it, and upon seeing the childish handwriting, twisted and squiggly, a memory was instantly ignited in his mind--
He never imagined that it had been picked up by Ella Lacey and kept until this day!
"Arthur..."
