Daily Life at the Manor

Watching the two gradually walk away, Gavin smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Although he had welcomed many newcomers by now, without exception, whenever he saw newcomers being warmly accepted by the Alliance he led, he could never stop a sense of accomplishment from rising in his heart. Those fellows who had once given him trouble along the way?

Think of William...

Ha, William had once been a stupid kid who could only cry and scream for his half-dad, an idiot who did not even know how to get along with strangers. But now, William had long become one of the pillars of the internal staff, and one of their leaders as well.

Meanwhile, William, who had always been passionate about cracking down on drugs and all kinds of criminal activity within the Alliance, had also become someone many Alliance members dared not mention... Sheriff William! And Doris...

Ha!

Just thinking of Doris back then made Gavin raise the hot drink in his hand and gulp down more than half the cup.

He had to admit that Doris had once been the one who annoyed and troubled him the most.

Wailing, crying—she was practically the definition of tears. She had started crying the moment she met them and kept crying until she finished making their first meal together, only then barely stopping. Gavin kept telling himself that being strong was his own choice, while weakness was everyone's right.

But whenever he heard Doris crying, his scalp still went numb, and he could not help wanting to kick her straight into a horde of zombies! But now...

Even that utterly frail woman had become an indispensable member of the Alliance's logistics department.

Granted, Doris had no talent for management. Having run three restaurants into the ground in a row, her management skills