The next day,
It had been a week since Jenna’s accident, and she was still on bedrest. Marcel hadn’t let her lift a finger, taking care of everything personally to make sure she didn’t feel any more stress. Dominik and Ariel visited often, trying to cheer Jenna up so she wouldn’t feel lonely.
“So, Venice really did that?” Dominik asked, raising his eyebrows. “And you didn’t do anything about it?”
Marcel sighed as his expression seemed bitter. “What can I do? Venice is a close friend of Jenna’s. I understand that she is worried about her, but I have this feeling that she is not as trustworthy as she seems.”
“Do you want my help?” Dominik offered. “I know you can’t get rid of her directly, but I can make sure she is out of the picture.”
Marcel gave him a grateful look but shook his head
