The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 261 Poison and Panic

Sloane was gently lowered to the ground, but there was no time to catch her breath. She quickly straightened her clothes and rushed over to Conor. “Commander, what happened?”

Conor took a deep breath, his tone grave. “Sloane… it’s Lucas. Something’s happened to him.”

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All color drained from Sloane’s face. Her heart skipped a beat. She grabbed Conor’s arm, her voice trembling. “Where is he? What happened? Is he okay?”

“He’s at the hospital,” Conor said grimly. “I’ll take you there right away. You’ll have to see for yourself.”

“Okay.”

Sloane raced to the hospital. As soon as she arrived, she saw Samson and the others pacing anxiously outside the operating room.

Madam Tessa was slumped on a bench, her face ghostly pale, her eyes filled with despair. Molly stood beside her, desperately trying to calm her down.

rushed toward her as

gripped Sloane’s hand tightly, her voice shaking. “Sloane, Lucas has been

gently patted Madam Tessa’s hand. “Don’t worry. I’ll go see him

she turned and headed quickly into the

doctors were

lay motionless on the surgical table, his skin pale as paper, his breathing barely there. Alarms blared from the monitors–his vitals

with a single look. She placed her fingers on his wrist, checking his pulse. Her frown deepened–his pulse was erratic, the poison had already invaded his organs.

checked every record we could find, but there’s no known antidote,” said Benjamin, his voice tight

her bag and quickly pulled out her silver

hands were steady and precise, each needle sliding cleanly into its mark, buying him time

for now. It’s far too aggressive. If we want to cure

do what you have to do. I’ll

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