Chapitre 81: Panicked Mafia King

"Owh! Fuck!"

Renna plopped back at the edge of the bed with a thump, the lady tried to muffle her painful groan.

She cursed herself inwardly for not paying attention to the shattered vase, in the attempt to see the photograph placed opposite to her bed.

Renna lifted her foot up and pulled out the sharp piece from her sole, of course, it was nothing compared to the pain she had suffered and went through the past six years.

Whilst she was busy in skimming around the room to find for some piece of cloth for wrapping her foot, a far away sound of wheels pricked her ears.

"Who is this? Is someone here?"

With each passing minute the sound was growing louder and coming closer, as if it was approaching towards her room.

The lady could comprehend that whosoever he or she was...was carrying something on wheels. But who it could be? And possibly what was approaching towards her room?

Renna positioned herself cautiously, her instincts forced to skim around for some weapon or something which could be used in place of a weaponry item.

Of course, she had acknowledged the fact that someone had been watching her through the eye of camera. Thus, Renna could not afford to pull out some dagger or gun from her thigh part.

Do you still remember her artificial metal leg with human skin?

A lady entered in the room after a feeble knock, Renna heaved a sigh of relief after hearing a woman's voice_ harmless? Might not be.

But one thing was confirmed that the mighty Ronan Ross would not risk the life of her so called beloved woman, to whom he had recently taken a liking.

"Miss Renna?"

Before the lady could push the tea trolley inside the room, she obediently called out her name as soon as she pushed the door and stelled inside. Dressed in black from head to toe, wearing a hair band over her braided tail she looked in her late thirties.

"I brought you lunch, Miss Renna. Please spare us for the delay, we got into-"

The sight in front of her did not give a chance to say anything further, that the maid servant began to panic.

"Whaa...at! Miss...your foot is bleeding."

She panicked as hell, totally knowing that it would cost her head if nothing had been done to stop Renna's bleeding.

"Err, yeah."

Renna carelessly scratched her cheek with nail, with a guilty expression as she spoke in low voice.

"I accidentally stepped on the vase."

Meanwhile the maid servant baffled and panicked, dashed here and there, pulled out the drawers and skimmed around the room for some cloth.

"First aid...first aid...where is the first aid box."

She kept on murmuring to herself, totally neglecting Renna's voice, which did not seem to rea h her ears.

"Err, slow down. And find calmly whosoever you are."

Renna stared at her blankly, placing foot on the pink duvet by applying pressure on it. Although she silently prayed that the maid could find the aid box soon.

The lady clicked something and ran out of the room, where her anxious eyes glanced at the trolley. She hurriedly pushed it into the room and halted in front of Renna.

"Uh, take a bite first, Miss Renna."

She hurried towards the door while uttering as soon her voice faded.

"I will be back soon."

The same words shoved Renna Amaryllis back into on the past, the very day when Ronan Ross promised her the exact words but then planned on to murder her!

Renna overlooked the trolley items and began to munch on the almond macarons.

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Meanwhile downstairs a familiar course voice forced the baffled maid to halt right in the place.

"Where are you running at, Isabella?"

"M- master!"

Isabella immediately bowed, acknowledging that her life has came to an end. Tears began to flow out of her sockets, with a heavy heart as she voice out the truth.

"Master, Miss Renna's foot is...bleeding."

It took a few seconds for Ronan Ross to interpret the words and he dashed towards the certain direction.

'No, you can't hurt yourself Renna!'

His inner voice was reassuring himself that nothing would happen to her.

With each step taken towards the room, passing the long silent arcade Ronan Ross could heart his increasing heartbeat within the ears.

Maybe he was actually smitten by the lady! Or why would such a composed and cold ice berg get panicked over a woman!? Why would the mafia king run like a madman to see a glimpse of the lady!

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