Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 1173

Crystal’s POV:

B***d sprayed across the stage, and the atmosphere instantly turned murky. The accident made everyone fall into stunned silence for a moment, followed by an eruption of screams.

The stage curtains instantly fell, blocking the gory scene from view.

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The host quickly rushed up to maintain order. “We apologize for this unexpected incident. We conclude today’s show here. Please exit the auditorium in an orderly fashion. You can use today’s admission ticket to enjoy a free viewing next time, and we will also send gifts to all who are present here today as compensation for any mental agony.”

Rufus and I exchanged a glance, knowing that our opportunity had arrived. If we could find a way to sneak into the backstage area, we could discover some clues.

The scene was frenzied, and few people followed the host’s instructions. Most of them just rushed toward the exit.

Soon, staff with blue masks hurriedly came to guide the guests to leave. Rufus and I took advantage of the confusion and followed behind them, blending in with the crowd.

The host had already left the stage, presumably to deal with the unexpected incident that had just occurred.

Rufus grabbed my hand and quickly pulled me into the nearby curtains.

The curtains were thick and opaque. As long as we moved carefully, the staff wouldn’t discover us here.

The audience was noisy and thronging to the exit. Various murky smells mixed with the pungent smell of b***d filled the air.

I uneasily inhaled deeply. An entire day and night without rest, combined with my constant state of anxiety, made my head spin a little at this point.

Fortunately, Rufus steadied my shoulder and asked with concern, “You look pale. Are you okay?”

I shook my head, straightened my spine, and replied in a weak voice, “Maybe I’m just exhausted and my b***d sugar has dropped.” Before I could finish speaking, a chocolate candy appeared in front of me. It was Beryl’s favorite kind.

“Here, eat it. I happened to have it on me.” I took the chocolate, several emotions swirling inside me. Rufus was indeed a good father. Even though I told him that Beryl wasn’t his biological daughter, he still treated her as his b***d and always thought of her. He even developed the habit of carrying her favorite kind of candy just so he could make her happy anytime.

I ate the chocolate without making a noise, and soon my dizziness abated. Rufus moved the curtain slightly to check the situation outside.

“Everyone is almost gone. Let’s wait a little longer and then find a chance to go backstage,” I whispered and quietly waited for the last of the crowd to disperse.

Soon, the lights were shut and we heard the door closing.

Rufus and I held our breaths and hastily climbed over the railing under the stage, sneaking onto the stage as soon as we were certain the staff had left.

No one was behind the curtains, and pools of b***d were still present on the floor. A long trail extended from one of them toward the corridor.

The staff carrying the injured twins must have created it.

“Let’s go.” Rufus quietly led me into the corridor.

Compared to the noise outside, it was very quiet here. Closed doors lined both sides of the narrow corridor.

We followed the b***d trail, turned right, and came upon an emergency exit. Unexpectedly, there was no staircase, but a large door that was ajar. Inside, we could see numerous costumes and props for the performance.

We could also hear faint voices coming from inside.

Rufus signaled for me to follow him. I quickly went after him and crept into the room, finding a quiet corner to conceal myself in.