The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 263 Poisoned by Blood

Chapter 263 Poisoned by Blood

A flicker of panic flashed through Madam Aubrey’s eyes, but she kept her gaze fixed on the snake near her feet, repeating stubbornly, “I told you-I don’t know anything! How dare you accuse me? I’m his mother. Why would I poison my own son?”

Samson paced in distress, unable to contain his desperation. “Ma’am, Lucas is in critical condition at the hospital-he might not make it! If you know anything, you’d better speak up before it’s too late!”

Even now, he could hardly believe it. Poisoning? From Lucas’s own mother?

Sloane had no time for denial or pretense. She gave Snowball a quiet signal to continue its search and strode forward.

Without warning, she grabbed Madam Aubrey’s arm and plunged a silver needle swiftly into a key acupoint.

A sudden jolt of pain surged through the older woman’s arm. Her muscles spasmed, and she cried out, her face going ghostly pale as cold sweat broke across her forehead. “Ahh!” she gasped. “What did you do to me?!”

Sloane stared down at her, voice like ice. “This needle targets your pain receptors. If you don’t want this to get worse, you’d better tell me what poison Lucas was given-and where the antidote is.”

still grit her teeth and snarled, “I… I don’t know! You can torture me all

Without a word,

giving out from the pain. Her face

pity, but he knew there was no room for

with her, voice low. “Why are you doing this? He’s your son.

Aubrey could barely speak from the pain, but she still glared at Sloane, her eyes full of hate. “You’ll get nothing from me! I’m his

clenched her jaw, frustration tightening in her chest. Time was running out. Lucas couldn’t afford any

pray he makes it out alive. Because if he doesn’t- I’ll make sure

needle/out, scooped up the scrap of fabric Snowball had led her to, and turned to Samson. “We’re

gave one last glance toward the crumpled figure on the floor and

in pain. But a twisted smile crept across her lips.

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