Chapter 6
Chase’s fingers trembled as he took the report.
The medical results were clear at a glance. He felt like someone was strangling him, making it impossible to breathe.
Ruby came to see him, finding him utterly wasted and disheveled.
“Chase, don’t be like this. It breaks my heart.”
Ruby’s eyes were red, but Chase seemed distant, not hearing a word.
He reached out to caress her cheek, mumbling incoherently.
“Mia… the blood in you… it’s Mia’s, isn’t it?”
His expression terrified Ruby. “I’m Ruby, remember? What’s wrong with you?”
His hand slipped under her dress, feeling a scar on her abdomen.
Ruby felt a strange uneasiness and took a step back.
Chase suddenly grabbed her slender wrist, pulling her against him.
Ruby’s face flushed, thinking Chase was about to kiss her. She closed her eyes.
But the next moment brought excruciating pain.
“Ahhh… help me!”
Ruby screamed and struggled, but at barely a hundred pounds, she was like a baby bird against Chase’s 160–pound
frame.
Pinned down by Chase, the dress around her abdomen turned crimson with blood.
Chase had plunged a knife into her stomach and was digging for her right kidney like a man possessed.
“That’s Mia’s kidney. You shouldn’t have lied to me. Does it hurt? Mia felt even more pain on that operating table…”
He muttered, his movements growing increasingly violent.
Ruby’s face contorted in agony, her entire body trembling and convulsing.
The pain of having a kidney carved out while conscious was enough to make anyone black out from shock.
When the assistant pushed open the door, the stench of antiseptic mixed with the metallic smell of blood hit him like
a wall.
A floor lamp lay toppled on the Persian rug, with dark red trails of blood winding through broken glass shards.
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Chapter 6
Ruby was curled up in front of the leather sofa, blood seeping through her fingers and blooming in irregular patterns on her cream–colored silk dress.
“Miss Winters!” The assistant dropped his folder and tore off a piece of fabric to press against the gushing wound.
“Save me!” Ruby’s nails dug deep into his wrist, her voice trembling with the fear of imminent death.
Chase knelt three steps away on the carpet, holding the bloody pendant in his palm, with blood–stained strands of hair tangled between his fingers.
He rose like a demon from hell, his right hand clutching a small, crimson kidney with long, thin blood vessels still dripping.
He let it slip into a glass jar filled with water.
Looking closer, the assistant realized the jar on the coffee table contained formaldehyde. The liquid was stained red, with tiny fibers floating on the surface.
But Chase was still approaching Ruby with the knife, his eyes radiating icy coldness.
“Mr. Vincent! Get a grip!”
The assistant shielded Ruby’s head, his back pressed against the cold floor–to–ceiling window. “Don’t you remember? You personally signed the kidney transplant consent form! Miss Parker’s kidney was already transplanted into Miss Winters!”
“I changed my mind!” Chase’s pupils constricted violently as he grabbed a crystal ashtray from the table. “She doesn’t deserve it! Mia came to me in my dreams. She blames me. I need to give it back to her. I failed her!”
The ashtray flew past Ruby’s cheek, cutting her ear before smashing into a display shelf. A blue porcelain vase shattered instantly.
Ruby let out a piercing scream as warm blood dripped into her eyelashes, blurring her vision.
“Please… save me!” She clutched the assistant’s sleeve.
As Chase lunged again, the assistant finally made his decision.
He grabbed a jade figurine from the corner–a translucent mythical beast that glowed eerily green in the lamplight.
The ornament hit the back of Chase’s head with a dull thud. His body went limp like a puppet with cut strings. The paperweight slipped from his fingers, leaving a long bloody trail on the carpet.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Vincent! I can’t let you commit murder!”
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