Chapter 119: Suspicion

William always sleeps alone. His bed is very wide, enough for ten people to sleep on. His bedroom is very large, almost like a ballroom scene from a movie. However, ever since his first wife died ten years ago, he has always slept alone.

This is not to say that he no longer associates with women. Although he is getting older, physically he is still a vigorous man. However, now only very young girls can arouse his desire. He has also found that he can handle several in one night, which he sees as proof of his youthful vitality. And he indeed has the patience for it.

One morning, for some reason, he woke up very early. The dawn light filled his spacious bedroom, like a ranch shrouded in thick fog. At the end of the bed, there was a familiar sight. William propped himself up on his elbows, trying to get a clearer look. He saw the outline of a horse's head, but he was still a bit blurry and couldn't see clearly.

The mayor reached out and turned on the bedside lamp.