"You think I am a fool, Gerald? Huh? You know me for more than ten years now. You know how I have struggled all my life to get where I am and yet you stole that one chance of me achieving the undisputed power of Malvadogar."
Every nerve in Gerald's body popped out in pressure as a lone tear rolled down the corner of his left eye.
Filch, who hid in his pocket too came out making guttural sounds of pleading for mercy. The niffler looked as scared as the pain Gerald felt.
"Why Gerald? Why?"
Reznor didn't look like that smiling man who was sweet with his words. Gerald was always aware of this darker side of him, but he never really faced it by himself.
What worsened his situation was he couldn't go to Oscar and complain about Reznor.
"You saved her, didn't you?"
Gerald's heart raced. Reznor knew!
But how?
