What Separates Me and You

Chapter 274

Chapter 274 The Cold-Blooded Devil

The bodyguard immediately snapped out of his trance and nodded again. Then, he aimed it at Jack’s middle finger and attempted to slice it off.

“Stop it!”

Quintin’s hysterical voice boomed from the entrance. He rushed into the warehouse, almost tripping over his own feet as he ran. At the same time, he screamed, “Stop that, Lewis!”

Unfortunately, he was too late. The bodyguard had already struck by then, resulting in Jack’s middle finger getting sliced off.

This time, Jack didn’t shriek at the top of his lungs anymore. His eyes remained shut the whole time. The moment the dagger made contact with his finger, all he did was scrunch his face. together while letting out a pained groan.

Quintin felt his knees going weak as he collapsed to the ground upon witnessing the gory

scene.

“Jack!”

He lay on the ground while staring at Jack unblinkingly. Fresh tears rolled down his cheeks as he called out his friend’s name over and over again in a hoarse tone.

His name was squeezed out of his throat with so much difficulty that one might think he was choking on something. Quintin started crawling toward Jack with his fingers latched onto the floor tightly.

The moment he reached Jack, he could only stare at his severed fingers with trembling lips and an ashen complexion.

Quintin then started tearing patches of fabric from his own shirt so that he could bandage Jack’s wounds, deciding to ignore Lewis’ presence for once.

“Jack, I’m sorry I came late…” the man muttered while wrapping the fabric around the severed edges of Jack’s fingers. He sounded like he was about to cry again. “Hang in there, Jack!

Lewis continued to sit on his chair calmly as though he was an emotionless and merciless grim reaper. He kept staring at Quintin the entire time.

Josephine finally entered the warehouse at that time. Shock and daze were written all over her face when she spotted the blood-stained floor and an unconscious Jack.

She could only stand at the entrance in a shell-shocked state. A moment later, she finally forced herself to turn her attention to the man sitting on the chair.

He just sat there as though he had nothing to do with everything that had just happened.

gaze, prompting him to turn and

the world around them fell into

doorframe tightly, her knuckles already turning white

even when Josephine was staring at him. There were no traces of guilt and shame

raised

At that moment, Quintin looked like he was about to rush forward and

be so cruel, Lewis!” Quintin’s voice was trembling violently, perhaps out of rage or sorrow. “Jack’s only 19 years old! How could you do this to

have thought about the consequences the moment you decided to make an enemy out of me. It’s a shame that you don’t understand the hefty price of your mistakes due

least learn a lesson from those mongrels’ deaths. It turns out that I overestimated

went wide. His shoulders trembled even more as he

curled into a small. smirk. “It seems that your memory isn’t the

are the one

intensifying the redness of his eyes.

with rage, Lewis wasn’t

not important. Now that you’re back, it’s time

at Josephine as he spoke. It was just a fleeting glance, seeing as he turned

can do whatever you want, but before that, can you let me take Jack to the hospital?”

chuckled in response. “Are

know what to

right to negotiate with Lewis at a

At the same time, his

deep breath. He seemed to have made up his mind about something important. Then,

you should plead for help. Didn’t anyone teach you proper

moment. Then, he widened his eyes

into the slightest smirk. It was his way of showing

schemes were just child’s play to Lewis.

Quintin’s arms, continued to tremble. The hand that clutched his gradually became

any time

Quintin was unable to compete with Lewis in terms of power and the situation he was in

had gotten hurt and tortured because of him. His pride was nothing

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