บท 64: Who Do You Think You Are?

His blood ran cold.

Whatever else Victor said, Marcel didn't hear any of it because he hurried over to the window and looked down. One couldn't imagine the relief that went through him when all he saw on the ground was the fireplace poker and not Arianna's body.

He released a fleeting breath, leaning against the wall while his hand came to press on his forehead. Now he wasn't panicking, it came to his mind that the window in his room had bars while the veranda door was sealed meaning that Arianna couldn't get access to the outside.

But then, what the hell was she doing? She smashed his window with a fire poker for christ's sake.

At once, Marcel pushed off the wall, planning to go check up on what she was doing only for Victor to block his path.

"You don't have to go there. I'm sure she just wants to get your attention," Victor said to him in a hurry, seeing that Marcel was not slowing down anytime soon.