CHAPTER 58.3 - THAT GIRL

“Wow… So this is a sad story. Unfortunately, I didn't bring a handkerchief," Gail said spontaneously and was immediately hit hard on the head.

"Hey!" annoyed Gail.

Allan took a deep breath and continued his story, "I hate him so much, I even hate the kid I never knew existed."

“But my father keeps saying nonsense. He said that the child is a Prince and that we from generation to generation have an obligation and duty, to look after and protect him."

"That doesn't make sense. Even when my father asked me to meet him, I flatly refused. To me, it was all a lie. My father said he was a special being. Yes, special, because he is my father's son."

"Until the day of his death, I had never met the child at all. Yet this obligation was passed down to me and I refused it. However, one day I went there and found the child. A child with red hair and blue eyes. Surprisingly, that child is a girl."

Gail thinks, then cuts off Allan's words, "Wait a minute... You said your family looked after this ch