CHAPTER 47: Alive
"This was the first as well as last time, Carter." Alexander said, wiping his lips stained with blood.
"This motherfucker still has the audacity to threaten me!" Christian was even more enraged at Alexander's nonchalant behaviour.
"Christian leave him man! You know how he is. Why are you losing your temper? You never choose violence." Bryson said, once again pulling Christian back.
"He can't-" Christian was speaking when he finally noticed Eleanora's bed a few feets apart, stopping him from uttering another word further.
"Alex this.." Christian said, straightening his own collar a little, completely embarrassed in himself for ruining his image in front of strangers.
"Dr. Rosenheim." Eleanora managed to say, knowing full well about the young masters who were quarrelling like kids a few moments ago.
"Uhmm. Hello Dr. Rosenheim. How are you?" Christian was fast to compose himself.
