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    Alice’s fear reached a fever pitch, her voice climbing to a panicked shriek. “Yvette, what did you do


    to


    me…”


    Before she could finish, a vice–like grip tightened around her throat, making her choke violently.


    “I told you you were too noisy,” Yvette said coldly, her eyes as frigid as a winter’s night.


    Alice coughed. Her terror was palpable. Her face twisted in sheer panic as she stared at Yvette. The


    suffocatingck of oxygen left her desperate and iling, but Yvette’s hold remained unrelenting.


    “Y–Yvette, please… let me go…”


    ”


    Yvette’s expression was steely, her striking fox–like eyes glittering with ruthless intent.


    Just as Alice was on the brink of suffocation, a familiar voice cut through the chaos. “Yvie, what are


    you doing?”


    Victoria, her face a mask of horror, rushed forward, desperation in her eyes. “Let Alice go! You’re


    killing her


    “Get out of the way,” Yvette snapped, her fury blinding her as she shoved Victoria aside.


    &


    “Ah…” Victoria fell hard to the ground, her already pale face bing even more ashen. She


    looked agonized, her condition evidently worsening. It was a clear sign that her illness was ring


    up.


    Yvette’s attention wavered as she saw Victoria’s distress. She started to move toward her, but just


    then, Lionel arrived on the scene.


    His face went from calm to panic as he saw Victoria on the ground. “Ms. Olson… Ms. Olson, what


    happened?”


    Seizing the moment when Yvette was distracted, Alice wriggled out of her grasp and yelled, “Lionel,


    you’re just in time! It’s Yvette–she’s the one who shoved Victoria and caused all this. I saw it with


    my own. eyes!”


    “How dare you harm Ms. Olson!” Lionel’s face darkened with fury. His eyes burned with a


    dangerous fire as he red at Yvette.


    “If you hurt her, you’ll pay the price,” he vowed, delivering a brutal palm strike aimed directly at


    Yvette’s vital points. The force behind his attack was ruthless, intended to either kill or severely


    cripple.


    Yvette’s expression hardened, her gaze icy. She was about to retaliate when another pair of hands


    moved even faster, intercepting Lionel’s strike and delivering a crushing kick to his abdomen.


    “Ah!” Lionel crashed to the ground like a ragdoll, his scream piercing the air as he spat out blood.


    Wilson’s eyes were as cold as ice. The thought of Lionel almost harming Yvette ignited a ferocious


    rage within him.


    “Mr. Quinn…” Belonging to N?velDrama.Org.


    Even Lionel, writhing in agony, couldn’t help but shiver in fear. He struggled to his knees,


    desperately begging for mercy, but Wilson was unmoved.


    He advanced with a deliberate stride, his gaze was as unforgiving as a death sentence. “Wilson,


    please don’t…”