Sanford arched an eyebrow, his gaze inadvertently shifting to Maggie.

He noticed her sudden discomfort.

Just as he was about to respond, Maggie interjected, “Bart, don’t jump to conclusions.”

“Maggie, die!”

Behind them, Yana’s voice rang out, punctuated by Drake’s warning.

“Bart, Maggie, run!”

guards and snatch

unfolded too quickly for them to

the scissors descend on Maggie. Driven by instinct, he stepped in front of

into his chest,

searing pain

It was agonizing!

a fierce kick, sending

the floor, blood spewing from

security personnel swiftly caught up and subdued her

stood frozen, watching Sanford clutch his chest, trembling slightly, her expression twisted

to his side,

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