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One More Time! – Part 03

The guests exchanged half-doubtful glances, then regarded La Guardia, who remained confident even in such circumstances, with a mixture of apprehension.

The breeze swept in through the shattered window, swirling through the hall, rustling the hems of the ladies’ gowns. It toppled plates and scattered the feast across the floor. It buffeted against Victorique, causing her to stagger.

Observing this, La Guardia smiled even more audaciously. She extended her wrinkled arms toward Victorique and mimicked the gesture of strangling her.

The warm breeze intensified, violently ruffling the cloth enveloping Victorique. Within its folds, her slender form swayed, like a young sapling threatened by a typhoon.

Victorique emitted a soft, feeble groan. La Guardia flashed a sympathetic smile.

Victorique crumpled to her knees. The golden pipe turned toward the high ceiling. Above, the chandelier teetered dangerously. The wind howled stronger still.

In a raspy voice, Victorique murmured, “Why would he climb all the way back here?