Chapter 234 Panic

    Chapter 234 Panic

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    Mason burst into manicughter, his voice edged with madness. “The more you care, the more I want you to watch, watch as I destroy the person you love most!”

    As he spoke, he drew a knife and pressed it against Sloane’s cheek, poised to slice.

    It felt like Lucas‘ heart was being torn apart. His lips trembled as he roared, “Stop!”

    Mason paused, turning to Lucas with wild glee in his eyes. “What’s wrong? Hurts, doesn’t it? Then get on your knees and beg!”

    Lucas‘ fists clenched tight; his gaze locked on the knife in Mason’s hand. Without hesitation, he dropped to one knee, his voice low and steady, cold as steel. “I’m begging you. Let her go.”

    Sloane’s eyes widened in shock the moment she saw Lucas kneel. Her heart twisted with pain. iLucas/ii, /iisomeone /iso iproud /iiactually /iiknelt /iidown /iito /iibeg /iia /iipiece /iiof /iitrash /iilike /iiMason/i.

    Mason’s eyes gleamed with twisted delight. “Not enough! You want me to let her go? Then do exactly as I say!”

    He tossed the knife to the floor in front of Lucas and sneered, “Pick it up. Cut off a finger. If you don’t, I’ll take off her hand.”

    Lucas didn’t even hesitate. He bent down, picked up the de, and stared Mason down, his voice icy. “Don’t touch her. I’ll do it.”

    The second Sloane saw him pick up the knife, panic surged through her. She thrashed against the ropes with everything she had.

    The chair creaked beneath her; the ropes tore at her wrists, raw with pain–but none of it mattered. She had to stop him.

    Lucas looked up at her, then turned the knife toward the pinky finger on his left hand. The de gleamed under the light–sharp, cold, unforgiving.

    Sloane’s pupils shrank; it felt like an invisible hand had clutched her heart, choking the air from her lungs.

    Her mouth was still taped shut, so all she could do was let out a muffled sob. A single tear slid down her cheek.

    Lucas‘ hand trembled in agony, his face draining of all color. Gritting through the pain, he looked up and met Mason’s eyes with a cold, unwavering stare. “Now let her go.”

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    Masonughed even harder, his expression crazed—as if he had finally gotten the revenge he’d been craving.

    But in that split second of distraction, a sh of color darted from behind Sloane. A vibrant, multicolored snakeunched forward and sank its fangs into Mason’s arm.

    He let out a blood–curdling scream as pain exploded through him. The gun ttered from his hand onto the floor.

    Panicked, Mason flung the snake away; his eyes burned with wild rage.

    Lucas seized the moment. He lunged forward, pain shooting through his hand, and rushed to Sloane’s side. Hands shaking, he worked to untie her

    ropes.

    Sloane’s tears broke free; she couldn’t hold them back anymore.

    Just then, Mason snatched the fallen knife. His eyes filled with hate–pure, frenzied hatred. With a furious roar, he hurled himself at them. “You’re both dead!”

    Without thinking, Lucas pulled Sloane into his arms and turned his back to Mason, ready to shield her with his own body.

    But just as Mason closed in, his body suddenly locked up. His face turned ashen; his lips went dark. The knife slipped from his hand and hit the floor with a metallic ng.

    “You…” His voice came out hoarse, filled with terror and unwillingness. His body convulsed violently before crashing to the ground,pletely still.

    Lucas held Sloane close, frozen in ce, stunned as he stared at Mason’s lifeless body. It took him a moment to process what had just happened.

    Sloane ripped off the ropes and tore the tape from her mouth, her voice hoarse. “That snake… it’s venomous…”

    Hearing that, Lucas finally rxed. The tension left his body, then everything went dark as he copsed.

    “Lucas!”

    “Sir!” Andrew burst through the door.

    Sloane cradled Lucas in her arms, her voice panicked and urgent. “Hurry–get him to a hospital!”