Chapitre 35: Chapter 35 You Really Have No Backbone

Zeber spread his hands helplessly and gave a bitter smile, "I'm not quite sure either, Mr. Tatro has always been so cheerful."

It wouldn't be right if it wasn't out of tune.

Lizette had been standing for a while, and her wound still throbbed with a dull pain. So, she didn't ask any further questions and let Tatro attend to her like an overly attentive ghost.

Tatro escorted Lizette back to her room and, after placing her suitcase down, he left the room.

Before closing the door, he reminded her, "If you need anything, just call me anytime. Don't be shy, hehehe."

Lizette turned her back on him abruptly, leaving him with a cold and indifferent silhouette.

Tatro considerately closed the door and then quickly headed towards the third floor.

He was completely unaware that at the other end of the hallway, Margaret had been quietly observing him all along.

She already had a frown creased on her forehead.