NovelEnglishAs he moved, a long trail of blood smeared across the floor.
Clutching his severed finger, he painfully inched towards the bedside table and grabbed the phone.
Just as he was about to call his subordinate, the door, which had been closed moments ago, was violently kicked open again! Already on edge, Hudson's body jerked, causing the phone to clatter to the ground with a loud thud.
His scalp tingled with fear as he stiffly turned towards the door.
"Moss? Beck? What are you doing here?" he blurted out, eyes wide in astonishment.
Both of them worked for Connor. Why were they here now? Moss and Beck couldn't help but glance at Hudson's bloody hand, sucking in a sharp breath. Crimson really was ruthless to have chopped off his finger like that. It was a reminder: never cross a woman.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMoss's eyes flicked to the severed finger Hudson was holding. He gestured, and the person behind him strode over and snatched the finger from Hudson's grasp. The movement was so swift, Hudson didn't even realize what was happening until the finger was gone. He snapped back to reality, panic flooding his face. "Give it back!" he shouted, eyes wide in terror. "What do you want from me?" First Crimson, now Connor's men-what had he done to deserve running into these two nightmares in one day? Moss ignored his desperate words. He pulled out a lighter from his pocket and, right in front of Hudson, flicked it on. "Stop-" The lighter and the tissue-wrapped finger hit the ground together, flames quickly consuming them.
"No!" Hudson's eyes filled with horror.
Moss stared at him coldly, without a hint of emotion.
Beck, arms crossed and eyes narrowed, smirked. "Better watch your step in your next life. Maybe then you'll know not to mess with the boss's fiancée." Hudson had really screwed up, not just with Flora, but he'd also tried sneaky moves against Ray.
He'd offended the two people who mattered most to their boss. Did he really think he could just go on living like nothing happened? Moss signaled, and the group behind him moved forward, grabbing the now desperate and crazed Hudson. This wasn't over yet.
The next morning, Flora woke up to an unread message from Crimson.
Crimson had sent her a video from the day before.
Flora watched a bit, her expression cold, and then turned it off. She got ready and headed to the lab.
In the lab, Dr. Ray had called an impromptu meeting.
Only Flora was missing.
There were still three minutes until nine.
Dr. Ray was used to this; Flora had.
been coming to the lab for over weeks now and she always right on time, never a en.s early.
Her senior colleagues were both exasperated and indulgent with Flora, so they all waited for hertogether.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAlexa's grip on her notebook tightened, excitement flickering in her eyes.
Flora probably wouldn't show up... right? Hudson had made his move; Flora's fate must be pretty grim now.
It was odd, though-she'd been waiting since yesterday and stillm hadn't heard back from Hudson. But she was confident. Hudson stepping in meant Flora was definitely in for it.
Maybe Flora was still being tortured.
Just the thought thrilled her.
But as the clock struck nine, Flora walked in with her backpack, as if e nothing had happened. "Flora, you-" Alexa's excitement made her drop her notebook with a loud "snap."
Seeing everyone looking at her, she realized her reaction had been too intense Panicking, she quickly picked up her notebook, her heart pounding with fear that someone might notice something was off. X
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