Chapter 1130
Logan shouted, his voice cracking, "Dr. Lake, get out of the way!"

Mosby forced himself to stay conscious, pried his eyes open, and immediately saw death rushing at him. He screamed, "Mr. Keller Senior, please—spare me!"

However, George had already charged in, eyes blood-red, and a brutal hand chop was aimed straight for Mosby's skull. If that blow landed, the so-called legend of Blumedale would die right here, with his head cracked open.

Chantelle gritted her teeth and moved in without hesitation. Her long leg, clad in sleek, tailored slacks, swept out in a horizontal arc.

George stumbled back two steps, let out a low, guttural growl, and immediately lunged at her instead.

Logan shouted from the side, trying to talk his father down, yet it was useless. George had fully descended into a killing trance.

"Dr. Lake, get clear!" Chantelle barked as she spun forward. Her pale, graceful hand landed squarely on George's shoulder, and with a sharp twist, she executed a perfect shoul
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