In Heinz's Manor.
Grace was taken to Heinz’s manor, shrouded by lush green trees and bamboo shrubs.
"Woof, woof—" The barking of dogs resounded in her ears.
Grace was terrified. With such loud barks, the dogs should be very large and vicious. She really did not know if she could get out of this alive.
Grace thought to herself, had she not been brought here by force, she would be able to appreciate how Heinz seemed to be a purveyor of the finer things in life.
The quality of air at the manor was much better than that in the noisy city despite being only a half hour drive away. Living in this magnificent manor surrounded by beautiful scenery, Heinz seemed to be enjoying a wonderful balance between work and life.
Grace sighed, and suddenly two dark brown German Shepherds were rushing towards her. Grace was close to the tall iron fence surrounding the grounds, but she had no way out.
"Woof—" The dog bared its teeth at her.