549 Giselle had just arrived at her own residence, the large house left by her parents that she rarely occupied. The girl slowly opened the door, walked inside, and placed her school bag on the living room sofa.

She took a deep breath. “I’d better stay here, at least I can breathe without that devil’s shadow,” she muttered softly.

It didn’t take long before Giselle grabbed her phone and dialed the number she knew by heart. Billy, the lawyer who had always helped her.

“Billy, can you come to my house? I’m bored,” Giselle said briefly.

The voice on the other end sounded a bit busy. “Giselle, I still have...