The Real Heiress Rules the World

Chapter 397 Don’t Touch My Face

Chapter 397 Don’t Touch My Face

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The woman’s half-burned face was a mangled blur of flesh. Dragging one severed leg, she still crawled toward Sloane with madness in her eyes. “Your face… give me your face…”

Sloane scrambled backward with all her strength, only to slam into the icy wall behind her. The woman’s fingers clutched her ankle, razor-sharp nails digging deep into her skin.

“This time… you won’t escape…” The woman’s charred lips curled into a grotesque smile as she raised a bloodstained scalpel.

At the very moment she swung down-

A dark figure shot forward like lightning; the woman was kicked hard, her body flung into the wall with a sickening crack of breaking bones.

“Sloane!” Lucas scooped her into his arms. His clothes were soaked in blood, his face scraped and battered, yet the instant he saw her his eyes burned red. “I’m sorry-I’m late…’

toward the dying woman. “Don’t let her die… she knows where my

collapsed in a pool of

Sloane roared, seizing her

guttural cackle bubbled out. “You’ll never… never see her again…” She spat a mouthful

ceiling began to

split the air; the hallway

very moment, the laboratory came crashing down in a roar of fire, the flames soaring high enough to light up

Lucas’ arms, her gaze locked

arms trembling with the aftershock of fear. Lowering his head, searing tears fell onto her

every wound on

Her trembling hand reached up to touch

she pressed her ear to his chest, where his heartbeat thundered against

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