Chapter 963

Somehow, Charlotte felt herself growing dizzy, her vision blurring, her legs weakening. The moment she loosened her grip, she nearly collapsed.

Inside the towel pressed against her was laced with a drug.

“Don’t bother resisting. Just sleep,” her father sneered.

He leaned close, methodically crushing the cigarette butt against the wall, mere millimeters from her face.

Charlotte’s final vision and consciousness froze there.

But then, a dull thud rang out.

Her father screamed as he collapsed. Glancing back, he saw a man behind him, swinging a brick with deadly precision.

Touching his own head, he felt a rush of warm blood.

“You… it’s you again!”

had sent him to

carefully monitored for the past few days, ensuring she walked alone each day. How

attention, but Charlotte had already fallen unconscious to the

father, but seeing Charlotte on the ground, he didn’t hesitate. He swung the

advantage. Within moments, both men landed

recovered swiftly, seizing the half-brick

of pain erupted. The remaining man finally lost his temper,

by his companion’s cries, drew a

the blade could strike, an invisible force pinned it

“Argghh…”

man’s wrist snapped before

with all his strength, but when the companion screamed in pain, the distraction allowed him to

“Noah…”

up and

assailants had no chance; within moments, both were flipped and struck at vital points,

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