Annie is in a boiling rage after hearing what he had just said. She swung her arms up and box him on the face.
“BASTARD!! YOU EVIL BASTARD!!”
“Should I help you put the diaper on?” Francois' thoughts are only for his wife's comforts.
“Are you perhaps Francois’ wife?” asked John, hiding his excitement.“Why, yes. Do you know him?”
“So Marianne’s suicide attempt is actually an attempt of murder on her,” stated Michael.“Any suspect? Oh, shouldn't you put a guard on her side?”
Marianne grabs into Francois’ arm tightly. She knows that he is not the “Steven” that she knew but she is still shaken after hearing his name. “You can call him Lucas. There’s also a guy coming tomorrow, his name is Gregory.” Francois nods at the man, dismissing him.
“Listen, Mr. Arnold Bullswood is dead. I found five pounds notes in his room. On one note says “Lady Williams” and the other one says “must be put down”. I’m on my way to hand this in in the office.” Michael turns off the phone quickly then heads to where he parks his car.
“Pfft… pfft… haha...” Francois’ friends had a suppressed laughter but contained themselves. Still, Marianne heard it.
“Let me out... let me out... please…” begs Annie, sobbing. Her feet and hands are tied up. She was stuffed inside the boot of a car.
“Honey, are you finished? Could you please take me upstairs and help me with something,” said Marianne with a sweet voice and acting coyly towards Francois. Carl nearly choked on his food but coughs it out. John took a huge gulp of his very hot tea and it burned his tongue. While Michael’s food went down the wrong pipe that made him cough a lot. And Annie spills some of her juice that she is about to drink. Francois on the other hand, stands up and carries Marianne back to her wheelchair.