She supported his arm, intending to lift him up, but the moment her hand touched his forearm, she felt a sticky liquid seeping into her fingertips.
Subconsciously, she looked down and saw his entire arm dyed red with blood, the red liquid having already soaked through his white shirt.
Camila Walker's complexion turned deathly pale in an instant, looking at the arm in his hand with some shock.
"What happened..."
Clayton Howard furrowed his brows tightly, his expression showing some pain, and with her support, he struggled to get up, "Help me to the study room on the second floor."
It took a half moment for Camila Walker to snap out of her shock, by this time tears streamed down her face in alarm, and she hurried to help him to the study room on the second floor.
After entering the study room, Clayton Howard took out a dagger, and glanced at the person standing beside him, "Go out."
