Who could hear his last shout?
The gate closed relentlessly, blocking Victor's vision.
He was shocked by the sound of the gate, standing at a loss.
The chill climbed slowly from his soles to his spine.
He even couldn't step stably on the ground.
He knocked on the door again, likely to crack the door, and Kemp's voice came from inside. "So annoying!"
Victor didn't give up. "Let Elinor Borris come out!"
"Who is Elinor Borris? I don't know this person. Fuck off!"
Kemp couldn't bear it. "Get out! Do you know that breaking into a house is illegal?"
Victor laughed angrily, impulsively, the anger overwhelming his reason. "I don't find you, but your sister. Are you her maid? Ask her to come out!"
"My sister says 'Go'."
"I don't believe it!"
Victor yelled out loudly. But he actually was uneasy. "She won't say—"
"What are you still insisting on? There is no Elinor Borris you know in this world."
There is no Elinor Borris you know in this world.
Through the door, Kemp couldn't imagine Victor's expression at this moment, but he felt inexplicably excited, as if he had vented his anger. He raised his voice. "Victor, it is you who killed Elinor Borris with your own hands. I want to thank you for letting my sister live!"
He would avenge Elinor's agony she once suffered from on Victor.
He would make him anguish and painful.
Victor stood still, like losing his soul. He was never so down and out.
After he was turned away from the Sue's, he was like a floating ghost.
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