"Are you trying to kill her?"
Though phrased as a question, it carried an unmistakable certainty.
Natalie's eyes widened. "I didn't! Mr. Nelson, I was just following your orders!"
Yosef, with an icy gaze, stared at her.
His narrow eyes sharpened like the keenest blades, dissecting her piece by piece.
Natalie's gaze flickered with a momentary guilt.
Yosef spoke slowly, "Natalie, you're lying."
Simultaneously, the hand squeezing her neck tightened its grip.
"Mr. Nelson, I'm doing this for you..." Natalie bit her lip, a hint of resentment in her eyes. "Mr. Nelson, I don't understand... she's the enemy, why treat her like this?"
"Why?"
Yosef spoke with a cold tone, his eyes filled with a deadly intent. "I was just..."
His words trailed off as a sudden expression of pain crossed his face.
Then, the hand gripping Natalie's neck loosened.
He clutched his chest, a few violent coughs escap
Natalie's eyes flickered with a burning flame. This drug wasn't for just anyone. She, Kirin, and Godber were the chosen few. If the body couldn't match the drug's effects, there was only one outcome... Death! One in a thousand chance. She refused to believe Diana could survive! Natalie: This time, this bi*ch was doomed! "Even if I die, I'll slaughter you first!" Diana stood up, her voice icy. Dragging her injured leg forward, she was about to approach when she suddenly felt intense pain. Pain... Excruciating pain! Diana furrowed her brows, staggering a few steps, grabbing onto a nearby chair in agony. Rolling on the ground. As if her bones were being gnawed by ants, rendering her unable to stand. "Kill me? Haha... you probably won't get that chance!" Seeing her agonized state, a huge smile appeared on Natalie's face. Enduring the intense pai
Diana muttered, "D*mn it. It's heart-wrenching." Yosef held her, continuing toward the rooftop. As the group protected Yosef, preparing to ascend the stairs, a strong sense of hostility suddenly struck from behind. Godber turned around abruptly, witnessing a figure in the corridor racing towards them like lightning. "Mr. Nelson, you go first." Godber stepped forward, blocking the oncoming figure. The two exchanged punches, and even from a distance, the impact was palpable. Once they stabilized, Diana could finally see the comer – Xavier, unseen for a long time. "John, this time you've really tet serious." Yosef turned around, continuing towards the rooftop. "You won't get away." Diana looked up, watching Yosef's pale face. He glanced at her. "That's not necessarily true." Diana furrowed her brows. Not necessarily true? What did he mean? As she was about to inquire furt
If John were alone, he would swiftly eliminate the threat and escape. But now... Diana was here. Even if there was a one-in-a-thousand chance of putting her in danger, he wasn't willing to take the risk. "Cough, cough..." Yosef's pallid face contorted, sudden intense coughing fit seizing him. The grip on Diana loosened as a result. At that moment, Diana's expression hardened. Suddenly, she reached behind Yosef, drawing a short knife from his waist and holding it against his neck. "Mr. Nelson!" Patrick's face turned pale with shock. Yosef's eyes flickered. The icy touch against his neck gradually brought him back to awareness. "What are you doing?" "Let me go, or I'll kill you first!" Diana, enduring intense pain, struggled to maintain her composure. Yosef squinted his eyes, a hint of madness flickering in them. He seized her wrist, his lips curling into a chilling smile. "Kill me?
John lifted the blanket, pulling her into his arms. The warmth from his body came through the shirt. Finally, she felt a bit more comfortable. Diana tightly gripped the fabric of his shirt on his chest, pressing her face against his chest. "Still cold?" John embraced her, speaking tenderly. "...a bit," Diana murmured softly, then suddenly said, "But, I have a way." As she spoke, she reached out, lifting the hem of John's shirt, slipping her hand inside. Moving along his abdominal muscles, she gently rubbed. John lowered his head. Meeting her sparkling eyes. Diana muttered, "What are you looking at? Can't I tease you when I'm sick?" John's eyes slightly narrowed, and he reached out, taking off his own shirt. He grabbed her small hand, placing it on his chest. In a low voice, he said, "Do as you please." Diana smirked. Clearly, her body was in pain, yet in th
His extraordinarily handsome face, with deep eyes like a profound sea, seemed to envelop her, trying to see into her soul. She felt a bit stunned. "What's wrong?" John didn't speak. In the puzzled gazes of everyone present, he suddenly lowered his head, sealing her lips. A mix of the previous blood and a deep, entangled affection. The onlookers: ... Seriously, without any warning, how did they suddenly start showing affection?! Meanwhile, on the other side of the sea. The woman on the bed's eyelids trembled slightly. Then, slowly, she opened them. The room was somewhat dim. Looking at the architecture, it had a luxurious European style. Where is this… Natalie's eyes were hazy. "Awake?" A faint voice came from beside her. Mr. Nelson?! Natalie's heart shook, and she turned her head with difficulty. On the bedside, a man was sitting in a chair, wearing a white
John pulled out a chair and sat down next to Diana. Looking at everyone, he said, "Come on, let's eat together." The group was somewhat surprised. The boss now seemed to be in a good mood. It appeared that Diana was indeed okay. After a moment of hesitation, everyone took their seats. But as they started eating, the dishes in their bowls suddenly didn't seem as appetizing. John, wearing gloves, was busy peeling seafood and large prawns for Diana. His gaze was tender, and his actions affectionate. From time to time, he would use a tissue to wipe her mouth. Completely ignoring the presence of others. The group: ... Is this still the cold and stern boss?! Diana, holding her fork, glanced at him. "Why aren't you eating? Aren't you hungry?" John remained unfazed. "Yeah, just had a full meal." Diana was momentarily puzzled, then remembered what happened i
Diana sighed internally, "No, I like it, thank you, big brother." Andrew instantly beamed, "Our little sister is so kind." Ben, with a handsome face, leaned in. "Diana, you don't like chicken legs? I remember you used to love them." Diana, with a sweatdrop, replied, "I do like them, Ben, thank you." In her heart, Diana sighed, "It's become just like having dinner at home..." Just as they were about to start eating, Diana suddenly felt warmth on her lips. Turning her head, she saw John offering crab meat. "Freshly peeled," he said. Diana: ... Others watched silently. Under the eager feeding of her brothers and her man, Diana quickly became full. Finding a moment, she looked at Colin, "Colin, how's Leah doing now?" She had intended to visit Leah last time but got caught up in the incident. Now, she was genuinely concerned. "Leah hasn't woken up yet, but Doctor Langstaff says
Misoup tentatively used a bit of strength. No reaction. She pursed her lips. Madam had some skills; her strength was naturally greater than an average person. Thinking of this, Misoup increased her strength. Diana frowned. "Tsk." "What's wrong? Madam, did you break a bone?!" Mitbahl nervously bit his finger. "Oh~ Little Misoup, have you gone mad? You actually used force against madam?!" "Mitbahl, stop making noise." Diana gave him a glare. Then she looked at Misoup, smiling slightly. "Little Misoup, if you don't use more strength, you might lose." She instantly increased her strength. Misoup was about to gradually increase her strength to avoid hurting Diana. But unexpectedly, there was a sudden surge of force in Diana's hand, surprising her. Instinctively, she started exerting force to counter. But... Diana's strength was far greater than she imagi