563: Miya Ford Extra Story 24 (Ninth Update)

Garrison Castle, for two consecutive days, Corey hadn't stepped outside.

Jose Cooper found it increasingly difficult to figure out what he was thinking, "Boss, we can wrap things up in the Muland Woods."

The portraits of each lady of the Garrison Family hung on the stairwell's walls.

Corey looked at the painting of Lady Lashari, his birth mother, missing an ear—a former spy and a traitor—it was she who taught him how to shoot.

The story he told Miya Ford was true. To teach him how to shoot, Lady Lashari used herself as a target. He only made a mistake once, blowing off one of her ears.

Miya Ford was also right; his hands were indeed dirty. Born into the filthy Garrison Family, every drop of blood flowing through his veins was dirty. He always asked Miya Ford whether she loved him or not; in truth, he didn't need love at all. That's how his father, mother, and siblings had all taught him.

Outside, someone was shouting.

"I want to see Corey."

"Let me in, let me in quick!"