At the same time, William was hard at work.
Isabella still had to work during the day, and it was always good to earn extra salary.
Lower City District, Mary Street.
Run-down houses, filthy streets... it was a completely different world from the other neighborhoods in Pulmoath.
Of course, compared to the abandoned city district where gangs were entrenched and armed conflicts occurred almost daily, Mary Street was not bad.
Isabella was one of the children who grew up on Mary Street.
Children raised here barely had a chance to be educated, and some even died at a young age.
Some parents, too busy working to care for their children, would even buy a mandala flower juice to feed their children, which has anesthetic effects, allowing infants to sleep peacefully throughout the day without disturbing their exhausted parents.
Malformations, diseases, hunger, cold... like countless demons, they snatched away the lives of many infants and toddlers.