chapter1213

The man bore a striking resemblance to Leonard. He was handsome, with sharp, chiseled features and an air of refined elegance. Up close, however, one could see that his eyes were unfocused, devoid of any light. The source of th?s content is

His deep, magnetic voice echoed in the quiet, somber hallway.

"Moon, what was all that commotion outside?"

The woman, Moon, recounted the events of the previous night.

"Sir, it seems someone broke into the estate to assassinate Mr. Leonard. They even bombed his residence. I heard he was seriously injured."

The man let out a cryptic remark.

"What a coincidence."

Moon looked surprised. "A coincidence?"

"Yes," the man said with a faint smile. "I just received a call. Leonard's latest shipment was hijacked. That client has worked with the Lerman family for twenty years. The route is fixed and has never been compromised. Funny how it happened this time, of all times. And just as Leonard should be managing the crisis, he gets attacked and gravely wounded."

Moon murmured, "...That is quite a coincidence."

"Right," the man said, as if suddenly remembering something. "Moon, have you ever heard of a woman named Abby?"

Moon's expression tensed, but thankfully, the man couldn't see.

She shook her head. "Never heard of her... Sir, is something wrong with this person?"

"My dear brother spent the last two days searching the entire estate for her," the man said. "He turned the place upside down and found nothing, which yed him all the way out to my forgotten little corner of the world, a place no one has willingly set foot in for years. Isn't that... interesting?" s

Moon forced a smile. "Very interesting."

The woman was, of course, Abby. She hadn't been foolish enough to apply for the

job under her own name, instead using the alias 'Moon' and a fake identity.

The Lerman estate was vast, and since Leonard valued his privacy, each branch of the family lived in separate residences. Harland

Lerman, having lost the competit et

to become the family head and subsequently losing his sight, b?d had been relegated to the most obscure corner of the property. His home was close to the mountains, perpetually cloaked in shadows, gloomy even during the day. s

No servant on the estate wanted to work for Harland. When his staff left, they were rarely replaced. He was an exiled failure-crippled and blind, with no chance of a comeback. Working for him was career suicide.

Currently, Harland's staff consisted

of only three people: a butler named Leland, who was hard of hearing; a fifty-year-old maid named Lorna, who had an poor eyesight

and Abby Abby

With their physical limitations, Letand and Lorna would have struggled to find work elsewhere, so they remained with Harland, living out their days in obscurity. s

Abby figured that as the former heir, Harland must possess some useful information. If he could be propped back up, she could incite a war between him and Leonard, which would be ideal.

However, after arriving, her initial enthusiasm had been frozen solid. Harland's current state could only be described as barely hanging on. A comeback was virtually impossible.

Just as Abby was thinking she had backed the wrong horse and was planning her escape, she stumbled upon a crucial piece of information.