He had to abandon him. Boris thought to himself, a flash of resentment hidden deep within his eyes. He didn't care whether this was Miss Angelica'sframe-up or if Alger had suddenly gone mad; either way, this fellow had to be discarded, and perhaps the people around him as well. With this in mind, he quickened his pace and walked toward Alger.
He intended for himself or Bowen to deal with this fellow. He absolutely could not let the Inquisition Knight intervene in this matter, lest this fellow end up exposing everyone.
The table knife clattered onto the marble-tiled floor. Jolted back to his senses as he rebounded and fell to the ground, Alger stared with wide eyes at Lewan, who was still trembling with lingering fear. Recalling everything that had just happened in his mind, he looked at the angry and terrified nobles around him and hurriedly defended himself, "No! No! That wasn't me just now! I had no intention of killing Lady Aierji, you must believe me!"
Chapter 191