The furniture was exactly how he had left it. The only difference was that it looked like no one had lived there for a long time.

Lucas' room had been meticulously cleaned. All of his belongings were gone, including his clothes.

As Lucas emerged from the South Block, Mr. Woods, and Mrs. Woods approached him. "Lucas, what are you looking for? Your stepmother said that you no longer need anything in there, so she had the staff throw them away. I'll get you a replacement of whatever you want!" Mr. Woods said, feeling guilty.

"I had an old phone in the cabinet. What happened to that?" Lucas asked.

Mr. Woods immediately turned to his wife and asked, "Did you throw away his phone, too?"

Mrs. Woods looked flustered. "There was an old phone, but it was very old, the screen was cracked, and the body was chipped. I thought you didn't want it, so…"

Lucas clenched his fists and walked away.

Mr. Woods caught up with him. "Lucas, I'm sorry! On behalf of your stepmother, I apologize! H