Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 377

| nodded. | already had sconsiderations in my heart. No matter if Mr. Johnson was willing to talk or not, | had

to give it a try.

On the second day, | drove to the villa on the outskirts alone.

While | was on my way there, my emotions were a mess. | had both the anxiousness of not knowing its outcome

and the eagerness to unveil the truth. When | stood before the vintage-looking door, | took a deep breath and

pressed the doorbell.

The door slowly opened and a kind-looking old man appeared before me. His eyes seemed like the kind that had

seen many things in life.

| introduced myself courteously and told him what | was there for.

"Oh, you're here to look for Mr. Johnson! Unfortunately, he has gone out on vacation these two days. If you're in a

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rush, you can look for him at the holiday resort."

This old man had been Mr. Johnson's butler for many years. He gavean address. After much consideration, |

have decided to make my way to the resort.

The resort was located amid mountains, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, and is like it was in another

world on its own.

As | drove there, | looked out the window to enjoy the scenic view, but it was very hard for my heart to be calm.

Every t| was one step closer to finding a bit of the truth, it would makeexcited and nervous like | was

standing at the edge of a cliff-one step forward and it would be the point of no return. When | arrived at the

resort, | followed the butler's address and found the villa that Mr. Johnson was staying at.

It was an even more serene environment. This villa was surrounded by trees in the woods, and | could hear

occasional birds chirping, signifying the presence of life here.

As | knocked on the door gently, an elegant middle-aged man dressed in traditional clothing answered the door.

He was Mr. Johnson. Age had left its marks on his face, but had also given him a steadfast and unpertubed air.

Mr. Johnson looked atfor a few seconds before smiling faintly and invitingin so we could talk more.

The interior of the villa was simple yet classy. There were a few unique drawings hung on the wall, exhibiting

extraordinary tastefulness and profound depth.

We sat on the couch in the living room and | told him directly about my purpose of visit.

After Mr. Johnson heard what | had to say, a mix of emotions appeared in his eyes, but it also quickly faded away

into serenity.

"It's true, Ms. Wiley that | know a

little about your father, but this is all information in the past. | thought things would dissipate with him being put

away, but | didn't expect that you would actually find your way here."

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His tone was a little wistful like he was reminiscing the past long gone.

| took a deep breath and tried to sound calm. "I have no intention of disturbing your life, Mr. Johnson, but | have

to find out the truth.”

Mr. Johnson was silent for a while like he was contemplating something.

"What did you think was the truth? Or, what kind of truth are you looking for?" His words lighted my path like a

beam in the fog, illuminating my next step, yet making the fog all around more unclear.

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