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Chapter 1445

Chapter 1445

Neera tilted her head, looking at the railing that was close at hand.

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In the next moment, her gaze was filled with an unparalleled determination. From an unknown source,

she found the strength to push herself up to stand suddenly. She then ran toward the railing. Just

jump… Just jump!

The crew-cut man sensed her intentions and was immediately startled. He rushed over in a hurry,

grabbing hold of her.

“You stinking b*tch! Are you looking for death? Not a chance!” As he spoke, he forcefully yanked her

backward.

However, Neera was determined. Her hands were tightly gripping the railing, refusing to let go no

matter what.

The man with the crew cut was livid, his hand clamping down on her chin, forcefully twisting her face

back toward him.

Despite everything, Neera refused to let go, even going so far as to bite down hard on his hand.

The crew-cut man didn’t expect her to be so difficult to deal with. He yelled out, completely losing his

patience.

Suddenly, he slapped her, then forcefully grabbed her by the neck, pressing her against the railing, her

body leaning outward.

“You’re that eager to die, huh? Fine! If you’re so keen on an early grave, I’ll grant your wish! However,

even if you die, you’ll die by my hand! When the time comes, I’ll be the one delivering your corpse!” the

man roared.

Neera endured the pain, tilting her head back. She felt her breath becoming more and more labored as

her face gradually turned purple.

However, at that moment, she didn’t feel sad at all. Instead, she felt a sense of relief. Dying like this

wouldn’t be so bad…

Just as her breath grew fainter, and she was about to close her eyes, a loud noise suddenly came from

downstairs.

It was the sound of a door being kicked open.

Immediately after, several footsteps echoed in, suggesting that someone had entered.

Neera was in a semi-conscious state at that moment, thinking she was experiencing auditory

hallucinations.

However, when she saw, through her half-open eyes, the man in front of her suddenly showing a

shocked expression, a glimmer of hope inexplicably ignited in her heart. Who has arrived? Has

someone come to rescue me?

She wanted to look back down, but the crew-cut man was forcefully gripping her neck.

Just as she was about to struggle, suddenly, it was as if something flew over her head.

In the next moment, a red dot appeared on the crew-cut man’s forehead. That red dot rapidly

expanded, and blood began to flow from it, instantly covering half of his face.

He still wore that shocked expression, but the strength in his hands had loosened, quickly dropping to

his sides.

“He didn’t even have time to make the slightest sound before he fell backward. With a loud thud, he

collapsed onto

the ground, head askew, motionless.

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A rush of fresh air filled Neera’s burning lungs. She leaned against the railing, coughing and staring in

disbelief at the scene before her. Only belatedly did she realize that person was already dead.

In an instant, she felt as if she had survived a catastrophe. Her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto

the ground.

Just then, a hurried footstep echoed, accompanied by a familiar voice. “Neera!”

Neera suddenly froze. She held her breath, and her eyes filled with shock and disbelief. This voice…

“Neera! Neera, it’s me. Don’t be afraid. I’m here.” The owner of the voice took several large strides,

rushing to her front.

As he witnessed her disheveled state, his eyes were filled with shock, fury, heartache, and pain.

“Neera…” He opened his mouth, his lips trembling. His voice was tense, suddenly choked with

emotion, unable to utter a single word.

Neera stared at the person in front of her for a long time before finally reacting.

She had thought she would cry, but at that moment, she laughed instead. It was a laugh that felt like a

great burden had been lifted. “Jean, you’re back… Thank goodness. Thank goodness you’re all

right…”

After she finished speaking, her vision went black, and she lost consciousness.

“Neera! Neera!” Jean was frightened, quickly embracing her and calling out a few times. Seeing her

unresponsive, he was stunned.

For the first time in his life, he was so utterly at a loss. It was to such an extent that he didn’t even dare

to reach out to confirm whether the person in his arms was still breathing.

At that moment, lan and his subordinates, having dealt with the people below, rushed up. Seeing that

scene, they were almost scared out of their wits.

He could hardly believe that the person before him was Neera.

Her swollen cheeks, filled with red handprints, the glaring choke marks on her neck, her bleedingnovelbin

hands, and her disheveled clothes, with faint traces of whip marks visible…

lan couldn’t help but wonder what torture Neera had suffered.

He only took a fleeting glance, unable to bear looking any longer. He quickly averted his gaze, looking

toward Jean.

At that moment, he saw his employer holding Neera, trembling and expressionless.

That was the first time lan had seen such a breakdown from Jean.

He took a deep breath and quickly stepped forward, first confirming Neera’s breathing, then reminding

Jean. “Mr. Beauvort, please pull yourself together! Mrs. Beauvort is still alive. She’s still breathing. We

must find a doctor for her treatment immediately! We need to hurry back!”

Upon hearing those words, Jean looked at him blankly, his pupils once again finding focus.

That time, he mustered the courage, reaching out to feel Neera’s breath. Although it was faint, so faint

that it was almost imperceptible, it was indeed there.

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lan’couldn’t help but wonder what torture Neera had suttered.

He only took a fleeting glance, unable to bear looking any longer. He quickly averted his gaze, looking

toward Jean.

At that moment, he saw his employer holding Neera, trembling and expressionless.

That was the first time lan had seen such a breakdown from Jean.

He took a deep breath and quickly stepped forward, first confirming Neera’s breathing, then reminding

Jean. “Mr. Beauvort, please pull yourself together! Mrs. Beauvort is still alive. She’s still breathing. We

must find a doctor for her treatment immediately! We need to hurry back!”

Upon hearing those words, Jean looked at him blankly, his pupils once again finding focus.

That time, he mustered the courage, reaching out to feel Neera’s breath. Although it was faint, so faint

that it was almost imperceptible, it was indeed there.

In that instant, he inexplicably felt as though he had been pulled back from the depths of hell, and his

spirits. immediately lifted.

He stood up, cradling Neera horizontally in his arms, holding her carefully. When he spoke again, his

voice was, laced with a chilling intensity. “Capture everyone here alive for me. Not a single one is

allowed to die!”

Upon squeezing out those words through gritted teeth, he hurriedly descended the stairs, carrying

Neera in his

arms.

Back in the car, he took off his coat and draped it over Neera, feeling her icy cold body. He didn’t dare

to relax, continuously rubbing her hands and arms to warm her up.

When he witnessed the bloodstain in her palm and her broken fingernails, his eyes turned a fierce

crimson. He was like a raging wolf, his entire being exuding a bloodthirsty aura.

Ahead, lan was driving the car at breakneck speed. After running a few red lights, they finally made it

back to the Gordon residence.

At that moment, the Gordon residence’s courtyard was in complète disarray, resembling a disaster area

after a

war.

As Jean held Neera while getting out of the car, Adriana stumbled out of the mansion. Chad tried to

hold her back, but he couldn’t stop her.

When Adriana saw the state Neera was in, she suddenly stopped in her tracks. Then, she covered her

mouth to let out a heart-wrenching scream, which was followed by a downpour of tears.

“Neera…” Heartbroken, she roared, resembling a trapped beast. “How could this happen to my Neera?

How could it

turn out like this? She…”

She was terrified to the core. As she lifted her eyes to look at Jean, she shook her head incessantly,

whimpering and crying out. “Don’t scare me. Please don’t scare me. She’s still alive, isn’t she? Please,

I beg you…”

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