Chapter 1110

Seeing Sheena come out, the three of them bowed respectfully. Sheena gazed at the clouds on the horizon and instructed the bodyguards, "Fetch the whip. Following Mr. Corey's previous rules for himself, he'll get twenty lashes every afternoon, no holding back." The butler and bodyguards exchanged glances, both frozen in place. Sheena frowned, displeased. "What's the matter? Did I not make myself clear?" "Nothing's wrong, miss. We're on it." Mountville was quite large, and in her childhood, Albert had built a small stable at the foot of the mountain because Sheena enjoyed horseback riding. Sheena's first pony was a gift from Corey on her eleventh birthday, flown in from Ardolisia. She loved it then, but ever since the incident leading to Farlem, she had not ridden that horse again. The bodyguards swiftly obtained the whip and bowed before Sheena. Then, they opened the door to the altar room. Inside, Corey was still transcribing, uninterrupted by the footsteps. "Mr. Co