Lacey was too stunned to move.
What was that sound?
Was that a moan?
Who would dare to do something inappropriate in the Garrison's residence?
Lacey frowned. Could it be that she had heard it wrong?
She approached slowly and with suspicion.
A rockery served as adornment in the bamboo grove.
The rockery was hollow, and one could walk through it to the other side.
In magazines, she'd read that the Garrisons owned a rockery where people could cross over to another dimension.
Behind was the Garrison's colorful garden, home to various precious flowers.
One second, a person was in azure green. The next thing they knew, they'd be greeted by a colorful and fragrant world.
Back then, such a design was listed in magazines as the most stunning.
However, as it was winter, there w
