Chapter 115 Torn Between Two Theories

• Richie walked towards the washroom and opened the shower while his hands turned into a fist as Richie slammed his hand into the concrete wall ahead. The lukewarm water ran down his body wiping all the stress which still lingered within his heart. Richie took a quick bath and headed towards the dining hall, he wanted to make sure to ease the butler's pain and curiosity.
• "Good morning, master!"
• A maid servant approached him and greeted as usual, making Richie smile at her. He walked towards the huge hall where the long ass table waited for him, so many delicacies were put 9n the table for him to devour. The menu each day was selected by the old butler since the day Richie was born, and the man had never opposed the decision or the choice at all.