A swift silhouette charged in, casting glances around the room, and froze seeing the blood-drenched person lying on the floor. Upon noticing Aurelia cowered in the corner, Viscount Zhou quickly strode over, instructing his assistant without a word, "Handle the situation outside. No one is to utter a word about what happened here."
"Yes." The assistant turned and walked out.
The door to the private room was closed, blocking curious gazes from outside.
"Aurelia."
Viscount Zhou's voice was filled with concern, as he strode over. Yet before he could touch Aurelia, a sharp glint suddenly flashed before his eyes.
Aurelia appeared to have been startled beyond measure, her veins bulging as she tightly gripped the blood-stained half of a broken bottle, aiming it at Viscount Zhou with icy, glaring eyes.
"Don't come closer!" she shouted.
