Darvab’s quiet mansion.

“…”

Darvab, sitting at the office desk, read a letter sent by Olivia and let out a heavy sigh.

[To Abi]

Abi, I don’t have any friends.

Ricardo doesn’t have any friends either.

I counted on my fingers, but it didn’t feel good, so I gave up. Let’s just have a small tea party at our house.

So, please send me some money.

Darvab nodded in satisfaction at Olivia’s beautiful handwriting. Whoever’s daughter she was, her handwriting was impressive.

“Indeed.”

Although the letter didn’t have good content, Darvab was still satisfied with the letter sent by her …