Chapter 1157:

“L-Lucas… W-What’s happening?” she stammered.

Lucas let out a low, derisive chuckle, his expression darkening, his voice as cold as ice.

“Lucas? You think you have the right to address me so casually?”

His grip around her throat tightened.

“You must have a death wish,” he said coldly.

“Please—Mr. Clark—I was wrong!” Sarai choked out, sheer panic flashing in her wide eyes.

At this point, she understood everything.

Lucas had never been drugged. He had been putting on an act all along.

But the real question was—how had he anticipated her plan so precisely?

identify the exact substance she

been aware of her scheme

That couldn’t

coiled around her throat like an unrelenting vice, stealing the very breath from her

hands clawing desperately at his iron grip. The

both agonized and

gaze was filled with

𝕆𝖗𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖆𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗎𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖔𝗇 gⲁⅼ𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀․𝚌𝗼𝗆

with such force that she crashed onto the floor,

into Sarai’s lungs in violent, agonizing gulps. She clutched her throat, coughing uncontrollably, her

through her

her head, her terror-stricken gaze locking

tissues and meticulously wiped his hands, his movements slow. He wore a

single action stung Sarai

drained

She remained motionless on

the Grand Plains

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