Vichy smiled slightly. "Uncle Shaw, why are you here?" She came with a gentle manner like a fairy.
Edward Shaw stopped her behind him. "Don't look inside. It dirties your eyes."
"Oh? What happened?" she said lightly. “ Anything happened? This is where I want to rest, and I can't stand by and watch."
"What?" Master Shaw frowned fiercely. "Is this where you rest?" His sharp sword-like eyes fell on the face of Lawrence Hall. "What do you mean?"
Lawrence Hall laughed more ugly than he cried. "Master Shaw, I'll let somebody look into this matter."
"Ha-ha, investigation? Lawrence, this is your home. Without your permission, how can these people do dirty things at will?" His face was full of scorn. "Or this is your family’s custom?"
"No, Master Shaw..."
"Isn't this the illegitimate son of
