Boss Fires and Humiliates the Poor Gardener—Then on His Last Day, He Uncovers a Mysterious Buried Box in the Backyard

The End of an Era
Chapter 1: A Life in the Gardens

I’ve spent more years tending to these grounds than I can count. My name is Arthur, and for decades, I cared for this
estate like it were my own. I learned the language of the land—each season, each bloom, each droplet of rain held meaning. I was the quiet guardian of the gardens, the friendly face that greeted guests as they strolled along the manicured lawns, and the steady hand that nurtured the delicate balance of nature on this sprawling property.

The estate, a grand remnant of a bygone era, had its own stories written in every stone and flower. At the heart of it all was a special garden—a green, sun-dappled haven that had always been my solace. Here, amid climbing roses and hidden nooks, I found peace and purpose. I had watched the estate change over time, and I knew every footstep, every secret corner of its grounds better than any other soul on earth.

But over the years, as fate would have it, things began to change. The heir—once a spoiled, indolent boy who’d grown into an arrogant man—had taken over the estate. With little regard for those who had toiled for its beauty, he turned cold and heartless, and eventually, on a day I still cannot forget, he fired me without a second thought.

Chapter 2: Farewell to a Faithful Servant