In the end, the butler turned and shut the last door that still offered Carol a way out.As soon as he stepped out, sure enough, it didn’t take long before Carol’s screams echoed from inside the room.He waited until the screaming stopped before opening the door again.Seeing Carol lying on the floor, covered in blood, a sharp pain twisted in the butler’s chest.There was nothing he could change, so what was the point in caring?He glanced at Albert, slumped on the sofa, panting heavily, with a bloodied cane lying at his feet—he didn’t need to ask what had just happened.In a low voice, the butler said, “Sir, do you think the Waltons might come back? Should I have someone clean the living room?”At that, Albert looked at Carol, unconscious on the floor, and finally felt a bit of relief.He waved his hand. “Call a doctor. Don’t let her die.”“Yes, sir.”The butler then took Carol away and returned her to her room.Albert watched the two figures disappear, slowly wiping his fingers clean
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