Chapter 874
A tiny, almost imperceptible dot of blood appeared between Simon’s brows. His eyes glazed over, his crazed, venomous grin freezing on his face.
Then, his lifeless body collapsed to the ground with a loud thud, stiff as a board. His eyes remained wide, unblinking in death.
Andrew’s silver needle had shot straight through his skull. The onlookers gasped, cold dread washing over them. Andrew had taken a life in mere moments, with almost no effort at all. It was a shocking contrast to his usual mild-mannered and courteous image.
Lauren, her voice thick with worry, cried out, “Dr. Lloyd, are you okay? Forget about us—just take care of yourself first!”
Andrew turned back with a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. I can ignore anyone else, but you? Never.”
Lauren’s heart clenched at his words, emotion surging through her. Even in a life-or-death moment, Andrew had never considered abandoning her. For that alone, she was willing to entrust her body to him, to be with him for a lifetime.
Michael scoffed coldly. “Andrew, you’re ruthless when it comes to killing. Too bad it won’t matter—you’re already beyond saving. Hah, I’m guessing you can barely stand right now, huh?”
Andrew sneered. “Oh yeah? Then why don’t you come over and test that theory?”
Michael gripped his dagger, stepping forward as he ran his tongue over his lips with a bloodthirsty grin. “Fine, I’ll test it. You’re already halfway into your grave anyway. Heh, don’t worry. Before the poison kills you, I’ll make sure you get a taste of being skinned alive.”
Bane frowned. “Mr. Rhodes, you should wait until he collapses. Strike when the poison fully kicks in.”
Michael waved off the warning with a smirk. “Bane, can’t you see it? The bastard’s already too scared to move. Relax. According to you, the poison must have spread deep by now. Even Tiana couldn’t withstand this level of venom–Andrew has no chance. He’s just waiting to die.”
Bane thought about it and nodded. Simon had cultivated his poison under his guidance, and it had been strong enough to take down Tiana. If it worked on her, then Andrew was as good as dead.
Michael took a few steps closer, stopping just a few feet away from Andrew. He twirled the dagger in his hand and sneered. “I’m standing right here, Andrew. Go ahead–make a move.”
Andrew remained completely still, his expression unreadable. He did not react at all, almost as if he truly could not move.
Michael’s confidence swelled as he believed Andrew had to be paralyzed by the poison. Despite Andrew’s taunts, he had been careful and not stepped directly into Andrew’s attack range.
If Andrew had been faking it, he would have struck by now. Since he had not made any move, Michael thought Andrew was done for.
A cruel grin spread across Michael’s face as he could no longer suppress his glee and hatred. He stepped right up to Andrew, mere inches away.
Lauren’s heart pounded as she yelled, “Michael! If you dare lay a finger on Dr. Lloyd, I’ll make sure you regret it!”
Michael lifted his dagger, aiming straight for Andrew’s face. He let out a wicked laugh. “Oh, I’m not just gonna hurt him. I’m gonna make him wish he was never born.”
The thought of finally killing his greatest enemy filled Michael with pure, unfiltered satisfaction. Andrew had humiliated him so many times, over and over again. Now, the tables had turned, and vengeance belonged to him.