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!”

Yana break free from the guards and snatch a pair

unfolded too quickly

eyes widened in terror as he watched the scissors descend on Maggie. Driven

scissors plunged into his chest,

him as searing

It was agonizing!

inwardly, Sanford retaliated with a fierce kick, sending

the floor, blood spewing

swiftly caught up and subdued her

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

his side, her voice

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