"Honey, I knew it! Castel won't forget us!"

However, the old tailor had an angry look on his face:

"Hmph! Why are you so happy? You abandoned us and now you want to call us back? What a dream!"

"Aristocrats...none of them are good!"

After saying that, he angrily walked to the wall and pulled off the framed Castel family uniform.

With red eyes, he was about to smash it to the ground, but when his hands touched it, he found it difficult to do so.

Looking at the long-faded uniform with trembling eyes, the old tailor sighed slightly and closed his eyes gently, with tears faintly flashing in the corners of his eyes.

After a moment, he opened his eyes. The anger had long since disappeared, replaced by loneliness and sentimentality:

"Castle is here, but... it's too late."

"We... are no longer qualified to wear them."

"Go and call Laura and Silvano."

"Today...the store is closed for the day."

…

Today is destined to be a restless day in the outer city.

Galloping packhorses galloped through the streets, and everywhere they went, a shop was closed, or a house was boiling.

There was also an old servant who was serving at his employer's house. He suddenly dropped his work, turned around without looking back, and left excitedly in front of his master's blank eyes.

On the street, carriages of various sizes drove out of the streets and alleys, carrying old people who had experienced many vicissitudes of life and their children, heading in the same direction.

They are like dripping rainwater, and the rainwater quickly turns into streams. As time goes by, the streams gradually condense into rushing torrents...

…

Frank's Servant Agency.

Charlotte, who was waiting for Frank's return, sat at the table, holding a rag doll in one hand and a wolf doll in the other, telling Blue Star's healing fairy tale sincerely:

"In this way, the little match girl who was kicked out of the house, and Mr. Wolf who was abused and escaped from the circus, lived in the forest."

"They share the same problem and become good friends who talk about everything. The girl will secretly bring food to Mr. Wolf, and Mr. Wolf will let the girl sleep peacefully in his warm arms on cold nights..."

"A week has passed and the time for the banquet has finally arrived."

"With Mr. Wolf's encouragement, the little match seller finally decided to muster up the courage to go to the banquet."

"However, no matter how much the girl prayed, her hateful stepmother and sisters refused to allow her to attend the prince's party. The little girl could only run out crying..."

Charlotte's voice was soothing and beautiful, with a touch of sadness.

The Frank couple's two beautiful little daughters gathered around her, holding their chins obediently, looking intently at the girl who was telling a story with their big eyes, their beautiful faces full of worry.

Even the indifferent eldest daughter Shirley stood aside, quietly pricking up her ears, holding the tray with both hands, her fingertips turning slightly white, as if she was worried about what happened to the little match girl.

"What a hateful stepmother! The little match girl is so pitiful! Mr. Wolf is so gentle!"

"What happened later! Sister Charlotte, what happened next!"

Two pretty girls chattering asked.

Charlotte paused, took a sip of milk, continued waving the doll, and spoke emotionally:

"On a snowy night, the girl was holding matches and crying on the deserted street. At this time, Mr. Wolf appeared again."

"Wearing a circus prince costume, he came to the girl and said softly——"

"Beautiful lady, can I ask you to dance?"

"Looking at the funny-looking Mr. Wolf under the circus costume, the girl was a little confused——"

"Mr. Wolf, don't you hate circus costumes the most?"

"Mr. Wolf said——"

"If no one else can be your prince, then let me be your prince."

The little girls of the Frank family were completely fascinated. They asked eagerly:

"It's down there! Sister Charlotte! It's down there!"

Shirley also sat down at the table without realizing it, her face tense and her expression focused.

Charlotte glanced at them, showed a pure and warm smile, and continued:

"The girl breaks her tears into laughter."

"She took the hand extended by Mr. Wolf and danced in the snowflakes, like a beautiful princess at the ball."

"After a while, the girl got tired of dancing."

"She looked at Mr. Wolf's ugly and terrifying face and asked happily and innocently——"

"Mr. Wolf? Why do you have such big eyes?"

"Mr. Wolf said——"

"To get a good look at you."

"Then why do you have such a big nose?"

"Mr. Wolf said——"

"To keep your breath firmly in mind."

"Then why do you have such a big mouth?"

Charlotte paused suddenly.

Looking at the three eyes looking directly at her, she continued:

"Mr. Wolf bent down and left a kiss on the girl's forehead——"

"To kiss you deeply."

"The girl cried..."

"She hugged Mr. Wolf tightly——"

"Mr. Wolf, take me away. Let's leave this sad place together and start our own new life."

"Mr. Wolf also hugged her tightly and said softly——"

"Let's travel together and pursue our happiness together. From now on... there will be no more sadness and tears."

After speaking, Charlotte gently put the two dolls together and let out a distant sigh.

The two little girls listening to the story were completely fascinated.

"Mr. Wolf...that's great! I really want to have such a gentle Mr. Wolf!"

"Great, they can finally live happily together!"

The girls said with yearning and emotion on their faces.

The beautiful maid Shirley, who was standing aside and eavesdropping on the story, also breathed a sigh of relief, and her cold eyes became slightly angry.

Even Sebastian's scarlet eyes behind Charlotte became soft and warm.

Seeing the healing and happy looks of several people, Charlotte's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a subtle devil-like smile.

She suddenly sighed, gently picked up the wolf doll, and said in a tender and sweet voice with a touch of sadness:

"The next morning, the little girl was found frozen to death in the street."

"She had a happy smile on her face, holding in her arms the shabby wolf doll given to her by her deceased mother, and surrounded by burned out matches..."

Girls:…

Shirley:……

Sebastian:……

"Wow--!"

The two beautiful little girls burst into tears immediately.

"Click..."

Shirley crushed the tray.

Even the smiling Sebastian's expression suddenly froze.

At this time, the door of the small building was pushed open, and Ms. Mina's figure reappeared.

"Wow! Woooooo! Mom! The little girl is dead! The little girl is dead! Wow!"

In her confused look, her two daughters rushed over and cried loudly.

The maid Shirley stood up suddenly and hit her knees directly on the edge of the table.

She staggered and staggered a few times, but still stood up, limped and went upstairs in anger without looking back.
To be continued...