Chapter Seven

Celestine's body weakly fell to the floor. Her hands were cold and trembling. She couldn’t move—her muscles became stiff, and it was as if she had lost her mobility. 

“Fuck,” Vincent muttered, realizing what he had done. 

The loud noise of gunshot was heard not only inside Celestine's suite but also in other rooms as well. 

Other people inside of their not soundproofed suites were distraught that they briefly left their room to see what was the strange sound they heard, while some, just simply ignored it. 

When Vladimir noticed that quite a few people were outside of their rooms, asking each other where was the sound came from, he immediately went to Celestine and carry her inside of the suite. 

“You should think straight, Vincent. We’re not in the mansion. You can’t fire a gun whenever you want to!” Vladimir scolded as soon as he closed the door behind him.

He carefully