Chapter 386

Logan appeared to be in his 20s. He was scrawny, and his face was full of acne scars. His shifty eyes darted around nervously, avoiding contact with anyone. Everything about him exuded sleaziness. Clutching a camera in his trembling hands, his expression was filled with panic. He knew he was in big trouble. His gaze furtively shifted toward one direction—the spot where Morgan was standing. Morgan was the only one who could help him now. Logan was a recluse who had achieved nothing, spending most of his time indulging in animated shows and particularly enjoying the beautiful female characters. Over time, he grew unsatisfied with those characters. So, he bought a camera and eventually developed a passion for photography—especially after experiencing the thrill of secretly capturing images. He reveled in the act of voyeurism, especially when it came to photographing beautiful women. It was just to satisfy his own desires. This habit earned him a certain reputation in the undergroun