Chapter 112

Both he and Isabella turned towards the source of the sound, finding Karl and Stephen walking down the stairs with hurried footsteps approaching them both. He tried to stand up but was discouraged when he learned that he didn't take his crutches with him during this morning's training session which managed to destroy the only object that has made his life easier since he lost both legs. Leaving her with no other choice but to stay where she was while flashing an awkward smile at the two men.

"Good afternoon, Mr Smith, Mr Laurent," Isabella knelt before the two men, saluting.

"I have told you many times not to be formal with me, Isa," commented Karl in a lazy tone. "You know how much I hate bureaucracy and formality, don't you?"

"You probably won't mind it, but my status--"

"Ah! This is why I hate rules. Too much trouble," Karl grumbled, running his fingers through his hair before his eyes widened when he realized what had happened to him. "Gosh, Karen