
Hearing Andre's reply, Marcel stood up and looked at the man. "Then how? did you find that gun?"
"I've sent someone there to find a weapon belonging to you, ma'am. But until now there's no news I've gotten from him."
"Then, I heard you asked Mr. Grissham for help in sending a detective to the scene. I suspect, the detective belongs to Mr. Grissham who got the weapon belonging to the Madam," Andre guessed.
"But what if they don't find Carmelia's weapon? what if people, that's who took it? how about—"
"Master!" cut Andre while holding both arms of the Man.
"Your worries are too much, why did they take the gun from Madam? and again, how could they have known it was Mrs Carmelia's gun. If indeed they take it, I will try to take back the weapon belonging to Madam, no matter how!"
"But—"
"Sir, you must calm down. I'll try to find the gun and the letter. Now, you better change your clothes, I'll send the waiter here. And please, fill your stomach even just a little. I don't want you to fall unconscious because you don't eat and drink in the morning."
Marcel could only quietly listen to Andre's words. Seeing that his Master was silent, Andre could only sigh a little, then say. "I let myself go" and went straight out of Marcel's presence, out of the room.
While Marcel changed his clothes and slightly filled his stomach with a simple dinner in his room, on the other hand, there was Jordan who had just arrived at the castle with the Men in chains and in handcuffs behind him.
Jordan unhesitatingly stepped inside the castle with the guards and subordinates of Grissham securing the men. Andre who got word from one of the waiters, that Jordan has returned. He quickly went down to the first floor to meet Jordan.
Just on the stairs, Andre had already seen Jordan standing in front of the Men kneeling before him in chains and the many weapons surrounding the Men. Andre knew immediately who those men were. He ran towards Jordan, and suddenly seized Jordan's weapons.
"God! you surprised me!!" pissed off Jordan and let go of Andre.
"Almost my hand is broken because of you" complained Andre as he stretched his hand.
"Where's Mister? haven't you told my arrival to Mister?" ask Jordan.
"Sir is having dinner, let him finish his dinner. Than that, among these men, who threw a bomb at my wife!?" Although Andre spoke casually, it was clear from his eyes that he was very angry with the attackers, and again he immediately thrust Jordan's weapons towards the Men.
"Andre, put down your weapons. If you kill one of them, I can make sure you too will be killed by Mister" Jordan said as he lowered the weapon held by Andre.
"But, why!!? I just want to kill one of them!! am I wrong if I want to avenge what He has done to my Wife!!? because of them, my wife is lying weakly in the hospital, and you told me not to kill them!!?" furious Andre who looked at Jordan with reddened eyes and seemed to be holding back his tears.
"Andre, you have to hold back your anger. If it wasn't for the orders of Master, I wouldn't have kept you from killing them. I'll let you hurt them as you please."
"But—"
"HEY! GLASINO!!" someone shouted from the direction of the door.
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