Chapter 495. Whispers of The Help

Myne stared at the girl before him briefly before pulling out a blanket. He draped it over her and then moved towards the copper statues because the disgusting smell that spread throughout the room was coming from them.

"This Edward guy character seemed far more complex than his information suggested. There was no mention of him being a psychopath, yet his room painted a completely different picture. And those spies – the ones who could discern a person's live actions – don't have this kind of important information which anyone could get just by seeing his room..."

"Things were getting more complicated than I expected. What were those statues, anyway? Is that a latch?" Dumbfounded by the rapid turn of events, Myne asked himself as he came behind both statues. He saw latches on both backs and realized they could be opened from the rear.

"This can't be what I think it is," He muttered, his expression utterly disgusted as he backed away from the statues.