~ Celine's POV ~
I saw an uncle in a wheelchair who was looking from behind and he just asked who is it.
I replied with a concerned look on my face while I glanced in his direction, “it’s Celine, the uncle.”
I still can’t believe that he shot uncle on his leg. That man can be anything, but normal. I mean, how can someone lose their mind in such a manner?
Then I went inside the house and asked that man in a low voice, “If you can excuse us? I mean, till the time I am present here I would like to spend time with my uncle without any guards presence.”
The guard looked quite confused by my words, but he didn’t say anything at that time.
He just bowed to me and after that, he was stranded outside the house with the other two guards.
I closed the door from inside and asked my uncl
