The Night Before The Welcoming Party(1)
Lear looked at the scene in front of him with a dumbfounded look on his face. He felt as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt. Nothing could make any sense to him at all.
Where was Lora? Where did this guy just appear from?
"When did you take her place?" Logan looked at Max with a grim look on his face. He seemed to have realized what was going on here.
Lear's ears perked on his words and he raised his head to look at Max with wide eyes.
"Well, pretty much since the beginning," Max said with a smirk on his face as he looked at Lear. "Isn't that right, Dear? I know you must have felt it too."
Lear's face turned dark and he immediately knew the moment that the exchange had taken place. And, when he thought about everything that had happened afterwards, his face turned pale.
"Uwwaahhh!" He couldn't hold it in and felt like puking. The mere thought of it made him feel disgusted. He just couldn't believe it.