Chapter 162: Clauny's Experience (1)
Vincent ignored Boscauk and faced Clauny, who also wore a shocked expression beneath her clown mask.
"Are you alright now? Can you stand up?" Vincent's voice broke the silence as he extended a hand toward her.
Clauny hesitated for a brief second. Her gaze darted from his outstretched hand to his face, as though unsure whether to trust him or not. After a moment of uncertainty, she finally accepted his hand, allowing him to help her up.
As she steadied herself on her feet, she looked directly at him. Her voice, though trembling slightly, carried a note of curiosity. "Who are you?"
Vincent didn't answer right away. Instead, he gave her a warm, reassuring smile. His calm demeanor seemed almost out of place given the tense atmosphere. His gaze briefly shifted back to Boscauk, who looked as though he was about to interject. Vincent's expression hardened instantly, silencing the man with nothing more than a glance.
