Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Chapter 46

After dinner, when Estelle went upstairs to pack her things, Wilma made a cake, ice cream, and chocolate pudding, placing them all on the table. “Ma’am, if you crave these treats again, just come back, Il make thern for you

Estelle wasn’t typically emotional, but when she saw the affectionate and hesitant gaze in Wilma’s eyes, she felt a momentary touch of emotion. She decided to approach and give Wilma a warm hug, saying, “Perhaps I’ll return someday.”

Wilma choked up a little and said slowly, “Wagner and I will be waiting for your return.”

Estelle nodded, “Today I’ll pack my clothes, and tomorrow I’ll come back to pick them up. In the future, please take care of Max for me, you and Mr. Wagner!”

“No problem!” Wilma patted her shoulder lightly, “Take good care of yourself too.”

“Umm!”

The following day, with no afternoon classes scheduled, Estelle returned to the villa to collect her belongings and prepare to move to the Royal Mansion.

Her clothes and books were already packed, but there was still one book left in the deepest drawer of her desk. She took it out and opened to the page with the photograph.

The photograph captured a primitive jungle as the backdrop, while nine individuals donned mercenary uniforms, complete with helmets and faces adorned with camouflage paint. Only their piercing, wolf-like eyes remained visible amid the rugged terrain.

the middle had a defiant and unruly gaze, with an unbridled fierceness all around him. He had his

being small and slender, didn’t exhibit clear signs of gender. Their eyes, equally bloodthirsty and cold, added to the

Estelle’s pants were tugged, and she looked down to see Max. She closed the book and put it back into the

leaving, so

him on the balcony sofa as usual. Suddenly,

other side, an old man in a gray cloth gown

her head, “No, I’m moving out, just wanted to let

know.”

interest piqued. “Are you moving? Did you end

but roll her

are you

that the Lamont family youngster owns.”

stared at her for a while and then hung up the

still as bad-tempered as ever; no improvement

whimpered in her

wore a serene expression on her face as she gently stroked the soft fur

mountain landscape