Lucienne's right eye twitched.
"Unacceptable," she murmured.
Jacquet side-eyed her but remained quiet.
"This is simply unacceptable." She jerked her head from her son to her husband. "It's unacceptable. Simply unacceptable."
She repeated those words as her voice grew strained and her eyes stretched.
"Unacceptable. Unacceptable! Unacceptable!"
She screamed and shook her head.
"UNACCEPTABLE!"
Her gaze was directed at her sleeping husband. It was as if she were complaining to him the way she did when he was awake.
The shakes in her arms as she pleaded her case were truly a marvel. It was the best bit of acting Margaux Delcour could provide.
Everyone, including Averie, recognized her brilliance in bringing out the character in such a swift manner.
Perhaps, The Photographer, too, thought so.
He watched the frantic Lucienne with subdued alarm, while Jacquet observed him.
