Chapter 68 The Woman on the Island

Chapter 68 The Woman on the Island

“You’re saying Mr. Gunn would actually kill me over Natalie?”

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Shauna sighed in exasperation. “Did you forget the woman on the island? How did Mr. Gunn treat her?”

“He would’ve given her the stars if she asked. Hell, he wanted to hand her the whole world,” Finn muttered.

Shauna pressed her lips together, leaned in, and whispered, “Natalie’s burns are so severe she’ll need full-body skin grafts. If I’m right, Mr. Gunn is going to ask the woman on the island to donate skin for her.”

“What?!”

Finn’s voice shot up in disbelief-only to be muffled by Shauna’s hand.

“You wanna die, go right ahead. Just don’t drag me with you.”

But Finn wasn’t listening to anything else she said. His expression turned grim.

“No. No way! Mr. Gunn adores her. There’s no way he’d let her give up her skin for someone like Natalie.”

“You better watch your mouth. I don’t care what Natalie’s history with Jensen is. Right now, she’s under Mr. Gunn’s protection-and she might very well become our future matriarch. Keep calling her ‘trash,’ and when you lose your tongue, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

With that, Shauna turned and walked away.


As she passed Yvonne, she said coolly, “Go report for punishment. But don’t go overboard. Once Natalie’s surgery is over, you’ll need to be there to take care of her. Don’t blame Mr. Gunn for this.”

Yvonne nodded tearfully. “It was my failure. I don’t blame Mr. Gunn. I just hope Ms. Summers makes it.”

Shauna let out a soft sigh. “With Mr. Gunn acting as the Witch Doctor, Natalie’s not allowed to die. Go on.”

“Yes.”

was gone, Finn remained frozen, still

and immediately began preparing

soaked in blood. Her burns had gone septic,

scrunched in agony-whether from pain or a nightmare,

grew heavy with cold

without making a mess, can you? You knew you shouldn’t move. Why did

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Woman on

it didn’t stop the


like something was squeezing

at her

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blackened, broken limb. And he knew those shattered bones weren’t

sigh, he picked up his tools and began carefully treating the wounds and

It was delicate work.

this to others.

he did

stop the bleeding and disinfect the wounds. By the end, Baron’s sterile suit

Natalie began convulsing-frothing

bloodstained hands trembled ever

her jaw and quickly drew a blood sample for

flashed on the


no

to administer it to

his grip on her jaw, the medicine

narrowed his eyes, lifted the antidote to his lips, and drank it

sealed her mouth with

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