Chapter 1675

Harry would not forgive Anthony, even if he saved him this time.

Outside the pit...

Anthony was focused on keeping balance, so much so that he accidentally held Charmine's hands.

Charmine jolted at the contact, but none of them let go as they were pulling up the stretcher.

His powerful hands held onto her fair hands tightly, and she felt like...a feather.

She felt so gentle and light, and she did not know how to fall.

Feeling the softness in his hands, Anthony's heartstrings were tugged as his entire heart skipped a beat.

The two of them spontaneously exchanged glances, but the moment she met Anthony’s gaze, Charmine looked away as if nothing happened. They continued to pull the rope up.

mustered every bit of his strength and

take long before the stretcher

cuddled in Harry’s arms, much

when was Dior so

if she was home. "I was so close to dying, Charmine...!" she

at her coldly and had to play along. "Don’t worry," she assured her, "you're

out to help Dior get up from

Dior turned around to help Harry get up. Following that, she hooked her hands around his neck

however, came in a silent, cold stare as he pulled her hands off of

up at Anthony darkly, to which

was a strong exchange of hatred between their

the hatred but seemed unconcerned about it. Instead, she looked at Dior's bloodied shoulder and exclaimed, 'This looks

a glance and said, "This is nothing. He’s in even

speechless but nonetheless walked to

on the spot. She turned to Anthony and said, "President Bailey, do you mind helping Harry? Thank

Harry coldly and walked toward him, saying, "You're Charmine’s friends, so that makes you

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