Chapter 890: Fox Hunt

Madeline's gaze lingered on Ethan Thubron, unsure, then slid away. She nodded and said, "Back then, if you wanted top-grade fur, you couldn't kill the animal. You had to take it alive and skin it so the pelt wouldn't be damaged. That poacher knew the trade. He watched the fox for days to figure out its routine, then set traps and snares." Paola Hayland grimaced. "I've seen those fur-farm videos online. The skinning and all that… it's horrifying. Truly cruel." "True," Madeline said. "But around...