Jeanne bandaged Lucy's wound.
Jeanne's technique was not good. After all, she was not a professional. Hence, with the bandage on, Lucy looked even worse because half of her face was covered with gauze. Those who did not know might think that the left side of her face was destroyed!
Once the long scar on her face healed, it would be no different from having half of her face destroyed.
After she was done, Lucy lit a cigarette for herself.
Jeanne did not smoke. For the past few days, even the smell of smoke made her nauseous, let alone smoking.
"Why are you looking for me?" Lucy asked.
Jeanne was clearly looking for her for something, but she had to wait because of the sudden incident.
"Kingsley took my phone." Jeanne did not look happy as she sat beside Lucy.
"Why?" Lucy was stunned for a second before she immediately thought of something. "He doesn't want you to contact those in Harken?!"
