My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

He wasn't as gloomy as he had been before. Even when Katherine dragged him through the flames, he wasn't frightened. Could it all be because of this little girl?

this little

"Tom, who do you think this little girl in Ori's drawing is?"

Theodore held the drawing closely, examining it repeatedly and carefully. He couldn't recall anyone among his family, friends, or business associates who had a daughter as beautiful as the girl in Ori's drawing.

"Chairman, this should be a character from a comic book, right?"Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Look at her face, her features, she looks like a doll. There is no such delicate child in real life!"

"But look, she's holding a knife, just like the one Ori brought to the hospital."

Tom was puzzled as well.

Reading the words written below the drawing-"I want her"-Theodore felt a pang of guilt. He owed Harrison and Orion so much. Whatever the request was, he would do his best to fulfill it.

"Take this picture and see if you can find this little girl."

A day later, Tom excitedly brought a stack of photos.

"Chairman, you were right, there really is such a little girl!"

"In the southern areas of Crestwood, Serenity Oaks Estates, the Nightshade family's darling daughter, named Xanthea. She's barely four years old this year, bright and lively, and absolutely adorable. She's a real charmer that everyone loves!"

"Oh?"

Theodore was initially skeptical, but upon seeing the photos that looked exactly like Ori's drawing, he was stunned.

"When did Ori meet her?"

The Lockwood family and the Nightshade family operated in entirely different business. fields and had never crossed paths. They shouldn't have met.

Moreover, Xanthea was the Nightshade family's treasure. If it were someone else, he might have used connections or money to bring her to the Lockwood family to play with Orl.

When Theodore placed Xanthea's photo in front of Orion, the usually cold and indifferent boy's eyes suddenly sparked with vitality, just like when he used to play with his parents.

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Theodore patted his head comfortingly, feeling as if he had found the key to unlock his heart.

"Ori, her name is Xanthea, she's in second grade at Crestwood Primary School. Would you like to go there?"

Orion nodded, and Theodore arranged for the school transfer.

But on the eve of the school opening, when Orion stood in front of the

öm mirror in his new uniform, he saw for the first time the horrifying scar on his left cheek and was so scared that he dropped his clothes.

"Ori, don't be scared. The doctor said that as long as you take good care of it, the scar on your face will heal quickly."

He hung his head, and no amount of comfort could erase the deep self-

consciousness and the spark of hope in his eyes was extinguished.

He thought himself too ugly. He would scare the little angel sister away, she would be afraid and run away from him.

Feeling heartbroken, Theodore hugged him. He had no choice but to change Orign's grade to the third and bought him children's sunglasses and hats to cover the scar.

"Just drop him off at the school gates: Keep Ori's identity secret, and don't let the teachers or students treat him differently. I want him to grow up healthily like any normal kid."

"Understood."

On his first day at school, Orion saw Xanthea.

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