Chapter 197

Nancy's face turned pale, and without a second thought, she bolted.

It wasn't just Nancy-Neil's expression changed too, and he broke into a run without hesitation.

Mr. Buchanan wouldn't seriously harm Cyrus, would he?

After all, their boss had a reputation from his days in the military.

Meanwhile, on the second floor.

Lenard lunged forward, grabbing Cyrus from behind and locking him in a tight hold. He shot a desperate look at Judson. "I've got him! Go on, hit him!"

Cyrus scowled, glaring at Lenard. "Let go!"

Lenard sneered, showing his teeth. "Why should I listen to you? If you've got the guts, hit me!"

Cyrus narrowed his eyes, gearing up to shout, but before he could, Judson's fist came flying toward him. Without hesitating, Cyrus lifted his leg and delivered a swift kick to Judson's chest.

Judson was just about to sidestep when an angry voice rang out from below. "Stop it, all of you!"

With the voice's command, Judson shot Cyrus a cold smile.

but it was too late to pull back his kick. His

missing a step on

in shock, his voice

went blank. Did he

Judson was playing him!

Judson lay sprawled

an instant, rushing

"Judson, are you okay?!"

trembling voice, he lifted his head, eyes red. "Nancy, I'm fine... just my leg hurts a

His leg!

She snapped her head up,

are you out of

Nancy's eyes, filled with utter disdain. "No, I didn't kick

him down the stairs! That's assault!" Lenard shouted hysterically,

Cyrus was dumbfounded. "Assault?"

would you call it? Everyone saw you kick Judson down. These stairs are steep-it's

"No, I didn't! Nancy, don't believe

dripping with sarcasm: "If you

opposite side of the second floor. Cyrus clenched his fists, visibly frustrated. "Why should I admit to something I didn't do? I barely touched Judson!

scoffed. "You must be new here. Everyone knows the NY

chilling realization dawning on him as he looked from Michael to Judson, who was cradled in

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