My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chapter 2062

Nash handed his storage ring to Mosley and said, "Take Herman into the ring. He's currently in a very unstable condition. The toxins have spread throughout his body. This will keep him alive for now."

Mosley followed Nash's instructions. After putting Herman into the storage ring, he leaped off the building. When he reached the 50th floor, he noticed Alfius and Ply amidst the flames and debris.

"No way," Mosley muttered, shielding himself with a barrier before kicking through the glass and entering the floor. He began moving the rubble off the two and discovered a steel rod piercing through Alfius' chest. He had shielded Ply with his body. "What should I do?" Mosley was at a loss for a moment.

"Please! Save him! Alfius, it's all because of me," Ply pleaded, tears streaming down her face.

Mosley approached them and noted the numerous wounds on Alfius' body. Even if he saved him now, he would not survive long.

Alfius whispered weakly, "No. Please save Ply..."

"What?" Mosley looked at Alfius. His request was the most rational. Given Alfius' critical condition, saving him might be futile. He would likely bleed out regardless.

the storage ring but to no avail. The ring was already at its limit trying

eyes widened in horror as he noticed the bomb on Ply's

see it was no ordinary bomb. The true energy around it had intertwined with Ply's soul, making it impossible to disarm it without killing her. Trembling, Mosley grabbed Alfius. Ply understood what he was trying to do and moved

told you to save Miss Scota. Why aren't you

Tears welled

as he

soul. I can't disarmit without killing her. The

Sw you..."

to hesitate anymore. Please, take Alfius away. He's too kind

said no!

Mosley stared at

told me! Aren't you that so-called Judge? Then you must have a way to disarm

powered by a person's soul. If even for a short moment-no, even for a brief instant-the bomb loses contact with the soul,

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