Chapter 198

"Wait!" Maeve hurriedly called out as Charles was about to turn around and leave. Almost immediately, she said, "One hand, right? I'll do it!"

Charles paused. He narrowell his eyes and looked at the pale-faced Maeve, who was pretending to be calm. Suddenly, he smiled.

He then pointed to the fruit knife on the table. Are you sure?

Maeve bit her lip and did not answer right away. Her mind raced, but eventually, she grabbed the knife.

Her right hand was still sore from preparing the paint just now, and it trembled slightly as she held the knife.

In one swift, decisive motion, she closed her eyes and prepared to slice into her left hand.

But the expected pain never came.

Instead, a cool hand had gripped her wrist.

Maeve opened her eyes in shock and saw Charles who was now standing before her. He said in confusion, "You..."

"Ms. Reese, if I'm not mistaken, you're doing this for someone else." Charles' voice was hoarse and utterly cold. You're giving up your hand to save someone else? Are you out of your mind?" Maeve barely registered the harshness in his tone, but she was not angry.

Perhaps it was because she hadn't eaten for too long, and she felt emotionally numb.

She did not have the strength to think further.

Hence, when she heard this, she remained calm. "Doctors save lives in exchange for payment. Sometimes it's money. sometimes it's something even more valuable."

believe this is a fair trade, and I'm willing to pay whatever it takes. It's the result that matters, not who it's for."

Maeve might not have realized it, but she sounded ruthless when she said that

Being ruthless was one thing.

But it was pretty scary to see someone behaving so ruthlessly while being sober.

Charles eyes darkened.

Perhaps she had convinced him, or maybe he had his reasons. Either way, he released her wrist and muttered indifferently. "Fine, you pass."

stunned. "You mean... I don't have to give up

need your hand? To make

willing

picked

hand relaxed, and the knife clattered

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up and placed it back on the table before saying to

Charles gave no response

him further,

reached the door of the study, she suddenly thought of something. Then, she turned around and asked. "I have a question. If you

"Anyone too afraid of death isn't worth

was not surprised

"Mr. Chatterly, you

of surprise appeared on Charles'

a

only met my grandfather once. How

figure after he straightened his back.

brown eyes

to look right through the world

more like a demon

without bending your back or showing any strain. I suspected then that you

asked for my hand, I knew

"So, you were just

responded, "I figured out who you were, but I had no idea what you were thinking. Even if I knew who you were from the beginning. I

""Get out."

and left

a finger along the edge of

the

willow leaves, eyes that glinted like starlight, and a single red mole under his left eye-a touch of crimson that made his

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into the trash can and

he paused, and a smirk tugged at

"Interesting."

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