Chapter 79

Edward shot to his feet, his chest heaving in anger. He gave me a sharp, icy glare. I stood there, stunned, my head pounding. I hadn't expected Aria to go that hard. I followed him as we rushed to check on Alicia. Inside the bedroom, she lay on the bed, tears streaming down her face. Several long scratch marks marred her cheek—broken skin, bloody, and raw. The wounds were clearly fresh and brutal. Edward's face twisted with distress the moment he saw her. "Call a doctor! Get someone in here now!" "The doctor already came by," someone whispered. "They're just surface wounds, but… they said there's a high chance they'll leave scars." "Where's that wild brat Aria now?" "She's been locked in the isolation room. The Guzman family said we can deal with her however we want." My heart sank. I turned and ran out. Sure enough, Mr. Guzman and his wife were long gone. Only Frederick was still there, pacing outside the locked room, blocked from going in. The moment he saw me, his expressi