The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 717

Chapter 717

The fruit knife was just inches from Citrine's body when she instinctively raised her arm to block it. But before she could react, a large, strong hand reached out and grabbed the blade.

Gorman gripped the knife as if he couldn't feel the pain, his fingers clenched tightly around the sharp edge.

Blood dripped steadily to the floor, dark and vivid. Jeanette's face went sheet- white; her whole body trembled in terror. Her grip slackened, and the knife clattered from her hand onto the tiles.

Gasps and screams rippled through the guests as panic set in.

Gorman's blood kept running down his hand, but not a single sound escaped his lips.

Citrine glanced at his wounded palm, her expression darkening.

The cut was deep. If they didn't treat it soon, his hand might never function the same way again.

She turned urgently to Monica. "Monica, please find me a first aid kit!"

Monica had already seen how badly Gorman was hurt. "I—I'll go now!" she stammered, hurrying away.

Hilda felt a cold wave of terror wash over her. She couldn't bear to imagine what might have happened if that knife had found her daughter's heart.

she looked at Jeanette, her eyes were blazing with fury and resentment. Striding over, Hilda

witch,"

family glared at Jeanette with open hatred, as if they wished she'd disappear

saw Gorman's blood still pouring from his palm. Without hesitation, she tore

firmly, not giving him a chance to

stared at her, momentarily

tissue and wiped away the blood, then quickly bandaged his

she was trying to stop the bleeding. A quiet warmth spread

you, Citrine," he

tying the

called out, worried Jeanette might lash

a reassuring look. "It's okay,

turned back, fixing Jeanette with a

over her face, but now, confronted with Citrine's calm, she

what... what

could finish, Citrine slapped

attacking someone," Citrine

glanced at Wade. "Wade, call the police.

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