Chapitre 1106: Chapter 1099: The Murderer_1

"Dead?"

The crowd hurriedly made their way towards Peter's room.

William Cole's brow furrowed slightly, and he released a few silver needles, inserting them into Prince Magellan's chest to temporarily preserve his heartbeat, and followed the others.

Louise hesitated for a moment, walking at the end of the group, took one glance at Magellan's condition, and also went out.

The moment William Cole and the others arrived at Peter's room, they were met with a very strong smell of blood.

Everyone entered the room to see Peter lying on his own bed, with a woman sleeping beside him holding a dagger.

Blood was still flowing incessantly from Peter's heart, staining the entire bedsheet.

The moment William Cole saw the woman, his pupils contracted: "Ruth!"

He stepped forward quickly, a wave of alcohol odor assaulting his senses: "She has drunk a lot, someone got her drunk."

Mrs. Cole was also taken aback: "How come she is here? And on someone else's bed?"