Became A Queen After divorce

The little boy was so thin that a gust of wind could knock him over.

As someone with warm blood, she couldn’t just sit by and watch this poor boy die miserably.

Pearl knew he was very wary of strangers and would be highly guarded against her, but she still decided to communicate with him personally.

To bridge the gap between them, she bent down and squatted so they could see eye to eye.

She showed a friendly smile.

“Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Pearl Gilliam. You can call me Pearl, just like Sasha does.”

The boy remained motionless in the corner, his tightly clenched fists revealing his inner fear.

His bloodshot eyes reflected her sweet smile, as if trying to see through her.

After a long silence, the boy didn’t respond, making Pearl feel a bit frustrated.

She touched her chin and muttered to herself in confusion, “That’s strange. I usually come across as very friendly. Whether abroad or at home… kids always smile when they see me.”

Why did she suddenly become the villain here?

At that moment, the boy spoke. His voice was hoarse and weak but carried a stubborn defiance.

“What… do you want here?”

If she intended to use his blood to nourish flowers like the others, he would bite her without hesitation!

Pearl was surprised and smiled, teasingly saying, “So you can talk.”

Sasha’s eyes lit up, and she put her hands on her hips, pouting adorably.

“Big brother, you can talk! Why didn’t you answer me before?”

The boy coldly replied, “You were too noisy!”

He had been locked up for so long that, aside from the chirping little canary, only snakes and crickets were his friends.

Sasha had accidentally discovered this place while following the little canary.

Over the past few days, she would sneak food from the kitchen to him whenever Giana wasn’t looking.

Without that food, he might have already died.

Today, she and Miss Pearl had been out playing all day and forgot to bring him food.

If not for the canary’s reminder, she might never have seen him again.

Seeing the blood all over the floor, Sasha bit her lip in distress.

Suddenly, she turned to Pearl with a plea.

“Pearl, can you save big brother? He’s bleeding so much; it must hurt a lot.”

Hearing this, a glimmer of hope appeared in the boy’s eyes.

But that hope quickly faded; even if he got out now, it would be in vain.

Those people wouldn’t let him go and might even implicate Sasha and Pearl.

“No need. I’m too tired… dying would be better.”

The boy’s indifferent tone about life and death made Pearl’s heart ache.

He was only eight years old. What had he gone through to say such words?

Pearl couldn’t help but reach out and touch the boy’s head. Surprisingly, this time he didn’t attack or avoid her.

“Silly child, you’re still young. It’s too early to talk about death. I will save you.”

The warmth of her hand reached his heart, bringing a rare comfort.

After enduring so much suffering, someone was still willing to be kind to him.

At that moment, even though the boy didn’t speak, Pearl could see the desire to live in his tear-filled eyes.

He wanted to live!

He wanted to break free from the chains!

Unfortunately, the chain was custom-made and couldn’t be opened without a specific key.

Sasha silently cheered them on from the side. Seeing Pearl sweating profusely, she thoughtfully used her skirt to wipe Pearl’s sweat.

“Pearl, you can do it! Big brother, you can do it!”

The boy endured the pain of iron spikes piercing his flesh and forced a weak smile.

“Thank you both.”

“But this chain can’t be opened… You should leave; don’t waste your effort.”

He knew he would quietly die once his blood ran out; it was just a matter of time.

Hearing his despairing words made Pearl feel extremely sad. She choked up but spoke firmly and resolutely.

“I haven’t given up yet. You shouldn’t either, okay?”

Moved by the determination in her eyes, the boy nodded.

Originally… he had given up on himself.

“It seems we need a key to unlock this chain. Who locked you here?”

“He must have the key. I’ll go find him!”

Only the person who tied the knot could untie it; this was the only way.

Thinking of his tormentor made the boy tremble with hatred.

“I don’t know who he is.”

“Ah? Do you remember what he looks like?”

Under Pearl’s guidance, the boy recalled and slowly described:

“He was a man, somewhat fat.”

A man, slightly overweight…

There were plenty of such people on the street; Pearl couldn’t identify the culprit at all.

Her current suspects were within Gilliam Mansion and Red Maple Villa.

“Do you remember any distinguishing features?”

“Like… birthmarks or moles on his face.”

The boy shook his head but then suddenly remembered something and excitedly told her:

“Right! He had a cane.”

A cane!

Among those Pearl had seen, only her father used a cane.

The answer she least wanted to hear was exactly what she heard with her own ears.

To give herself a chance to deceive herself, she asked the boy again.

“Are you sure it was a cane? Using a cane means he’s old. Do you remember what it looked like?”

The boy’s answer forced her to face the harsh reality; there was no escaping it.

“I remember he wasn’t very old. The old man beside him had white hair.”

“The cane was black-no, dark purple. It had a big red stone on it, like my eyes.”Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

The white-haired old man was Brody.

Dark purple meant rosewood.

The red stone was a ruby.

In all of Gilliam Mansion, only one person could afford such an extravagant cane-

Declan, her father!

Pearl took a deep breath without showing any sign and remained silent for a long time.

Her reaction worried the boy. He lowered his head sensibly.

“If it’s difficult for you, then forget it.”

“No, it’s not difficult at all.”

“Wait for me; I’ll be back soon to save you. But before I leave, let me bandage your wounds.”

His blood kept flowing; if this continued, he might die before she found the key.

Then everything would be meaningless.