Chapter 700. Last Warning
It was hard to explain how she felt. Mauve experienced several emotions at once; dread, fear, horror, and a combination of all three. They gripped her tighter than the hand around her throat. Mauve choked as tears slowly gathered in her eyes.
"How did you do it?" he asked, holding her gaze.
She had no idea what he was talking about, and even if Mauve did know, she was too scared to formulate an answer, too scared to even think. But she couldn’t remain frozen. In an attempt to seek help, her eyes glanced at the door, and Seraphino smiled.
"Don’t worry, no one is coming. I made sure of it."
Mauve was seized with terror. She tried to scream, but it only came out as a whimper. She attempted to fight him off, digging her fingers into his hand on her throat, but he didn’t budge.
"I only came here for one—"
Suddenly, the door burst open, cutting off the rest of Seraphino’s words. He didn’t have time to react before Jael was behind him, a knife to his throat. Jael moved his hand, slashing Seraphino’s throat. Blood splashed and dripped down his neck. It was a jagged slash and it was more from brunt force than the sharpness of the knife. Seraphino let go of Mauve—who started to cough—to grab his neck, a feeble attempt to stop the bleeding.
"You bastard!" Jael swore. "How dare you?"
Seraphino staggered to the side as blood poured out of his neck and onto his palms. He grabbed his throat tightly and raised his head to glare at Jael. Jael walked toward Mauve, but Louis beat him to it. He scooped her up, taking her away from the bloody scene. Mauve didn’t even realize Louis was in the room until he picked her up. She opened her mouth to speak, but her eyes rolled back, and she went unconscious.