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.

already at its limit trying to maintain Herman's life. It could not take anyone

ring in frustration. His eyes widened in horror as

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

Miss Scota. Why aren't you following your master's orders?" Alfius'

Tears

eyes as he explained

linked to Miss Scota's soul. I can't disarmit without killing her. The worst outcome is

Sw you..."

don't have to hesitate anymore. Please, take Alfius away. He's

said no!

Mosley stared at

I already know it's you! Tilly already told me! Aren't you that so-called Judge? Then you must have a way

bomb is powered by a person's soul. If even for a short moment-no, even

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