"What do we do?"

"Mr. Claude isn't here either," Rozi said, her face paling, "Mr. Arlo just woke up, and I didn't dare tell him. Right now, Caroline is negotiating with those people."

Bucky returned to the hall. He found a lifeless body lying on the floor, its face twisted in agony.

"Who is he?" Bucky asked.

Adrian rolled his eyes. Upon noticing the distressed look on Bucky's face, he knew that something must have happened on Rozi's side.

“Who he is doesn't matter. What matters is who killed him," Adrian said.

“Those were wise words." Wince chuckled.

He was convinced that Adrian's downfall was imminent. If everything proceeded smoothly and he assumed control of Medicis Manor, it would undoubtedly prove to be a lucrative venture.

The elderly man put on leather gloves as he crouched to examine the corpse. He then announced confidently, “This man died a horrible death. He was poisoned and stabbed multiple times. The fatal blow was to the chest.”

“Is that so?” Adrian questioned,