Stepping out of the warehouse and into the pitch-black night, Leon Hayden had only one thought, to find his Camila Walker...
But the last of his resolve seemed also to have reached its limit; the blow to his head had been severe, and those dozens of hits from the wooden stick were not for nothing.
No matter how strong his endurance, it was impossible for him not to be affected at all; his consciousness began to blur... His vision gradually became hazy, and he knew he couldn't hold on any longer...
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England, E City.
More than a week had passed since she returned from South Korea, and it wasn't until yesterday that Camila Walker had brought her daughter home.
As if she had made a promise to her before she left, and now, not having brought back Clayton Howard, she didn't know how to face her daughter.
At night, she finally managed to coax Belinda Howard into deep sleep. As deep night set in, she too gradually fell into a slumber.
"Clayton Howard!!!"
