Save Garth

"Have you ever loved me?" Alice asked softly, her voice carrying a profound sense of helplessness and desolation. Throughout her nineteen years of life, Alice truly felt that she had never received maternal love.

All she had experienced was endless criticism and scolding. Sometimes, she and her sister would hug each other and cry, both longing to escape from this somewhat cold home.

"If I haven't loved you, I wouldn't have demanded so much from you. To inherit the position of the leader, one cannot be anything but ruthless. Alice, I want to see you become the leader of the Wolf Gang!" Fennimore gasped, his voice trembling, tears streaming down his face.

"Sheila is too impatient, and you are too weak. With firearms training, physical training, and harsh upbringing, I refuse to believe that I cannot groom you as the successor of the Wolf Gang!"