She is very beautiful, which doesn't change at all because she once had a baby.

The two men hiding in the dark flashed such an idea at the same time. Then they found that they looked more ugly at Jackson.

Klaus threw the previous glass into the corner. Good. He began to feel that his patience was getting better and better.

When Klaus and Elijah were jealous, their enemies had begun to arrange step by step.

Marcel, he has begun to act. In the first step, his goal is father Kieran, a good partner of mankind.

However, it may be that Marcel hasn't seen his old friend for too long. Father Kieran's state is very bad. His family has changed.

When Marcel appeared, he saw a different Camille. She looked so tired.

Her face was gray and her eyes were numb. She was staggering to pour herself wine.

liquor.

Marcel's eyes flashed doubts. Is father Kieran really dead?

Marcel approached the past carefully. Camille turned around completely unnoticed. Suddenly, Marcel was frightened.

"It's me. Don't get excited."

When Camille calmed down, she looked at Marcel dully. "Do you want iced Mint wine without mint or sugar?"

Camille was obviously tortured a little too much.

Marcel noticed that her hands were full of wounds.

Marcel didn't seem to see those wounds. He took the cup handed by Camille. He also took a sip. The wine rushed into his mind, and Marcel had a trace of reality.

Perhaps, many times, spirits are their best friends.

Then Camille watched Marcel disappear in front of her.

Camille ignored him and she continued to drink.

After only half a drink, his hand was empty. Marcel appeared again. Camille tilted his head to see him. Marcel's low voice seemed very soft and warm at this moment. He said, "I just went to see Kieran. He won't hurt you anymore. In fact, he can't leave the attic."

Marcel arranged a range spell for them. In this way, father Kieran at least won't rush directly to hurt Camille. According to his current state, it's very dangerous.

Camille thanked and motioned to him. She could only continue to pour wine for Marcel. "Thank you. It seems that you still have a way. You let the witches help. I thought they hated you."

Camille is telling the truth. Many witches really hate Marcel. There are exceptions.

Marcel knows more than anyone what witches need. In front of interests, many people will make a small compromise.

Marcel took over the topic, "yes, but for you, I found someone who doesn't hate me."

Sometimes, moving is just such a moment.

Camille's eyes contained water vapor. She looked at Marcel vaguely, as if she had seen this man for the first time.

Marcel was puzzled and strange when she looked at him. He stopped looking, "what's the matter?"

Camille didn't try to get the glass back. She just said something very uncomfortable, "nothing. You're the first person to help me in a month."