Giselle's smile vanished when she heard what Gastone had stated. Her calm demeanor turned to rage as her son was mentioned.
"How dare you!" Giselle yelled, baring her teeth as an act of threat.
Gastone smirked. He closed his eyes for a quick second to calm himself. He said those words as a bet on how Giselle would react, and he succeeded.
"Think about it, Giselle. If your son saw you killing innocent children, would he accept that?" Gastone pushed further. He could see that his words affected Giselle's mind, and he planned to play with them.
"Enough!" Giselle stood up, wanting to end the conversation.
"What would you feel if one of those children is your son?" Gastone raised his voice as he didn't want to give up that easily. "Are you okay with it?"
Giselle paused. She turned her head and looked straight at Gastone's eyes. "My son is dead!"
