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.”

but she still grit her teeth and snarled,

a word,

to the floor, her legs giving out from the pain. Her face was ashen, and blood now seeped from her bitten

pity, but he knew there

low. “Why are you doing this? He’s your son.

but she still glared at Sloane, her eyes full of hate. “You’ll get nothing from me! I’m his mother-you can’t do anything

chest. Time was running out.

pray he makes it out

yanked the needle/out, scooped up the scrap of fabric Snowball had led her to, and turned to Samson.

one last glance toward the crumpled figure on the

Aubrey lay trembling in pain. But a twisted smile crept across her lips. “What can you

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