Julian's Stand in Wife

If only Sean were around!

Then, he and Sean could each coax one lady. If Sean were around, Julian wouldn’t need to coax Betty.

All Sean needed to do was to stand right there, and tell Betty to smile. Right after that, she would definitely flash her brother her brightest smile.

Ever since Sean joined the training squad, there was no one else at home who could handle Betty.

Julian suddenly really missed his son.

Meanwhile, Sean had never felt so terrified in his life.

After he found Leonard’s dead body, he didn’t contact Oliver.

He was even seen as a suspect for Leonard’s death, and was sent into the internal police station in the training camp.

It was clear that the training camp itself was a self-sustaining society. Everything here mirrored the actual society outside.

There were policemen who banned the suspect almost immediately.

Age posed no restrictions whatsoever here.

Abilities were the most important, followed closely by one’s family background.

Nobody Sean Winnington was small in stature, with no powerful family to back him up. The moment he was treated as a suspect, he was taken away without given any chance to explain himself.

He was locked up in a small, dark room for an entire day, deprived of even a drink of water.

His lips were dry and cracked.

Sean had thought of various ways to contact Oliver, but when he finally managed to dial his number, he was notified that Oliver’s phone was switched off.

The men guarding outside eventually realized that Sean had access to connection to the outside world, and cut off his signal source.

Someone from the police station came over to interrogate Sean. “Do you admit to committing murder?”

If outsiders were to see a young boy in handcuffs being interrogated, they would probably find the scene outlandish.

However, the training camp was governed by its own set of rules.

In their law, their interrogation of Sean was reasonable. Being subject to torture was allowed, too.

“I do not,” Sean said, still hoping to contact Oliver. That had been his only hope since he found himself implicated in this case. “I want to see the person-in-charge! Let me see him!”

chuckled. “What

week ago, during the archery competition at the archery training arena, you said something to provoke Leonard. That morning, he even hauled you out of bed and threw you to the ground.

as

didn’t hurt like hell,” Sean corrected

but his gaze

and yelled, “Put this on him! We’ll see if

concerned with Leonard’s actual murderer, but with someone like Sean, who behaved ignorantly even after

the training camp would lose

resembled ancient

the strings were tightened, the bones in the fingers would be

hands were

hand when they tried to put it on

they tried to tighten the strings, it completely

interrogator said,

finger trap, forced Sean’s fingers through it and tightened the strings

yelled in

paled immediately. Beads of sweat rolled down

mere seconds, Sean looked as if he was hauled out from a pond. He didn’t even have the energy to

interrogator finally smiled. He crouched before Sean, the scar on his face deepened with age. Sean, who was already in a daze, saw a blur of many

would feel when jolted awake in the middle of the night, by a sinister figure

Sean were

Sean could each coax one lady. If Sean were around, Julian

was to stand right there, and tell Betty to

Sean joined the training squad, there was no one else at home who could

really

had never felt so terrified in

Leonard’s dead body, he didn’t

Leonard’s death, and was sent

training camp itself was a

who banned the

posed no restrictions whatsoever

followed

stature, with no powerful family to back him up. The moment he was treated as a suspect,

was locked up in a small, dark room for an entire day,

lips were

Oliver, but when he finally managed to dial his number, he was notified that Oliver’s

guarding outside eventually realized that Sean had access to connection to the outside

came over to interrogate