Swindling

Friday, 13th July 1582.

The young maid looked at Bryan, feeling puzzled. She had never seen this person visit this house before, nor had she heard of his name.

However, she dutifully carried out her task in a respectful manner, "Mr. Wayne, may I know the reason for your visit?"

Bryan didn't reply. He just smiled instead. Looking at his expression, the maid felt even more puzzled. However, before she could inquire further, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from inside the house.

The young maid turned around and was visibly shocked by what she witnessed! She saw the owner of the house, Connor Winchester, run down the stairs and rush towards the entrance.

She had never seen him run! Ever!

Connor hurriedly approached the main door and slightly pushed the young maid aside, much to her surprise. She couldn't help but wonder just what the hell was going on.

Meanwhile, Connor looked at Bryan who was standing outside his house and was wide-eyed.