Charlie River nodded. "Indeed, we were all deceived by her."
However, subjective bias had played a larger part. Especially for the Young Master; the scales in his heart had unknowingly tipped towards the maniac. That was why Amelia Shaw had suffered such a miserable defeat this time. The Young Master had only needed to see the half-empty coffee cup on the tea table to conclude that Amelia Shaw had tampered with it. This clearly showed that, in his heart, he was biased towards the maniac.
Thomas Shannon leaned back in his boss chair, leisurely exhaling smoke. "The maniac needs a little punishment," he said.
"Young Master, how do you intend to punish the maniac?"
Thomas Shannon just smiled but said nothing.
Sophie Sullivan returned to the castle and ran right into the doctor, who was just coming out.
Having done something wrong, Sophie felt too guilty to look the doctor in the eye. When the doctor saw her, his face flushed red with anger. "Maniac, you!"
