Chapter 577 Going Back

    bFinished /b

    She quickly bought herself a pair of shoes and socks. Then she headed into the mall’s restroom to bclean /bbup /band put the shoes on. Turning on the faucet, she cupped some cool water in her hands and sshed it onto her face. Her nerves finally cased a little; she forced herself to stay sharp.

    By the time Jean walked out of the mall, the night had grown thick and heavy. Overhead, clouds veiled the moon; wisps of dark mist drifted across the sky, eerie and restless.

    Jean hailed another taxi.

    to

    She didn’t know the exact address of the manor, at least not for now; she could only rely on memory guide the driver back there. She knew it was incredibly risky. Her mother, her brother, even Ludwig, all bof /bthem would rather shoulder the danger themselves to keep her safe, to keep her far away from that ce of chaos and danger…

    Going back was clearly against everything they had wanted for her.

    But she had to return, if any of them died, then no matter how long she lived, she’d carry the weight of guilt and regret for the rest of her life.

    And that man–he wouldn’t let her go.

    She was sure of it, it was only a matter of time. Even if she hid now, kept her head down, stayed buried deep somewhere safe, it would only buy her a moment of peace.

    iBetter /iito /iiface /iiit /iihead/ii–/iion/ii; /iiend /iiit /iionce /iiand /iifor all/i.

    The taxi pulled up in front of the manor.

    Jean didn’t get out right away; she watched the manor gates through the car window.

    They looked unremarkable–eerily calm, as if nothing had ever happened.

    But Jean knew better. There was no way the inside of that manor was as quiet as it looked…

    She pushed the door open and stepped out of the cab.

    Back at the mall, she hadn’t only bought shoes and socks; she’d picked up other “gear” too.

    A ck coat, a dark cap pulled low over her head–her entire outfit a blend of shadows, an effort to hide herself in the pitch–ck night. Her pockets were stuffed with a few extra tools she’d picked up on the fly.

    It wasn’t much, but it was all she could manage with what she had.

    The rest was up to fate, she slipped through the manor gates swiftly, merging into the dense shadows of night.

    She hadn’t gone far when someone suddenly tapped her on the shoulder!

    Jean froze mid–step; her heart skipped and then clenched.

    Just as her muscles tensed and her fists tightened, a familiar voice cut through the dark. “What are you doing here?”

    Jean’s head snapped up.

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    In the dim light, she slowly made out the face in front of her.

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    It was Jolene. Behind her stood a group of figures with their faces hidden, their appearances bnearly /bimpossible to make out….

    Jean quickly realized–they were members sent by the Abyssal Choir.

    She just hadn’t expected Jolene to be the one leading them.

    “You all…” Jean blinked. “Did Ludwig send you?”

    She already suspected as much, but she still wanted to be sure.

    Jolene gave a nod. “He said he ran into trouble here and needed the organization to send backup?

    Jean considered that. It seemed Ludwig hadn’t mentioned her to the Abyssal Choir at all.

    “I’m going in with you.” Jean didn’t overthink it; she spoke inly.

    “You’re going in too?” A flicker of hesitation crossed Jolene’s eyes.

    Jean nodded firmly. She pressed her lips together and carefully exined, “To be honest, Ludwig asked for your help because of me.”

    “My family is inside too. I might understand the situation better than you do–and I want to get them out bas /bsoon as possible. Don’t worry; I won’t slow you down.”

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