Chapter 398 Not an Easy Task
<b>Yesterday</b><b>, </b>Jean had spent the entire day at home without incident, which only further <b>convinced </b><b>her </b><b>that </b>for <b>now </b>she wasn’t a target of the mastermind. That meant heading out today would be <b>a </b>lot less <b>risky</b>,
Still, <b>she </b>couldn’t let her guard down.
She was being this cautious not just to avoid bad actors, but also to keep things hidden from the Ginger family…
If Sienna or Dominic found out she had snuck out at a time like this, they’d definitely panic and <b>get </b>
anxious…
Jean didn’t want to distract them, and she certainly didn’t want her ns for today to get derailed…
So, she left the house feeling pretty guilty.
By the time she reached the bustling downtown area, the sun was beating down from directly overhead<b>. </b>
She caught a cab by the roadside and headed toward Sterford Academy.
She hadn’t been back since wrapping up the cement exams.
Both the Ginger family and the principal had quietly allowed her absence.
On the one hand, Jean just didn’t want to go; she preferredzing around at home. On the other hand, the stuff they were learning wasn’t exactly a challenge for her. She could master it without even trying.
Before, she’d gone to school like a good kid just to kill time. Back when she’d first fallen into this book, <b>she </b>hadn’t really figured things out yet. But now-
Now she was busy. There was always something to deal with every single day.
Once this storm passed, she’d think about school again.
It had been a while since Jean visited Sterford Academy, but thanks to her disguise, she didn’t look like a student–and no one recognized her.
Of course, dressed like this, there was no way she could stroll in through the front gate. Security would turn her away immediately.
So Jean took the long route and snuck in through one of the school’s remote side entrances.
<i>Starting </i><i>to </i><i>feel </i><i>more </i><i>and </i><i>more </i><i>like </i><i>a </i><i>thief</i>… Jean couldn’t help but mutter inwardly. But none of that mattered.
As long as she could see Ludwig, it was all worth it.
After sneaking onto campus, Jean headed straight for the arts building without a moment’s pause.
This was Ludwig’s usual hideout.
Of course<b>, </b>she wasn’t entirely sure-
Whether or not he <b>was </b>still using it.
Jean climbed the building’s stairs with growing anxiety.
<b>Chapter </b><b>398 </b><b>Not </b><b>an </b>Easy Task
<b>She </b><b>had </b><b>never </b><b>asked </b>where exactly Ludwig stayed<b>. </b><b>Never </b><b>visited</b><b>. </b><b>Never </b><b>found </b><b>out </b>what <b>floor </b><b>or </b>which <b>corner </b><b>he </b>holed <b>up </b>in.
<b>Now</b><b>, </b><b>all </b><b>she </b>could do was follow her gut and search blindly. Second floor<b>, </b>third, even the fourth <b>she </b>checked them all.
Nothing stood out.
Everywhere she looked, there were just typical art ssrooms and equipment rooms…
<b><i>So </i></b>where was Ludwig hiding in <i>this </i><i>building</i>? Jean started to regret not clearing this up sooner…
Finding him now wasn’t going to be casy.
She pulled out the enchanted badge she always carried and held it tightly in her palm. She wanted to try contacting Ludwig through it again<i>. </i><i>Maybe</i>… <i>maybe </i><i>this </i>time <i>he’ll </i>respond<i>… </i>
But the scene she hoped for never came.
It was as if Ludwig had vanished into thin air–still no response.
Standing there in the hallway, holding the badge, Jean felt lost, unsure what to do next…
She couldn’t find where he lived, and he wasn’t answering her. <i>Where </i><i>the </i><i>heck </i><i>did </i><b><i>Ludwig </i></b><i>go</i>?
Unless-
Jean suddenly remembered the time she and Ludwig attended one of the organization’s routine meetings together. <i>Could </i><i>it </i><i>be</i><i>… </i><i>Ludwig </i><i>went </i><i>to </i><i>that </i><i>hidden </i><i>base </i><i>in </i><i>the </i><i>amusement </i><i>park</i><i>? </i>
Her brows furrowed as she wandered aimlessly down the hallway.
“Isn’t that just another ssroom? Why can’t we go in?” a crisp female voice rang out from not far away.
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