Chapter 609
“No, I can’t hold it anymore. Francesca, you’re mine, and mine alone…”
With a guttural roar, like a wild beast, Simon lunged forward.
Francesca silently screamed in her mind, “No!” Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. At that moment, she recalled the time when she was still afflicted with her condition, a state that had made her incapable of intimacy.
Back then, she had been grateful when Andrew had cured her, giving her the chance to experience love and the hope of family life. But at that moment, she regretted it.
If this was how it would all end, Francesca wished she had remained the way she was–untouched, and unable to be violated.
Suddenly, the solid wooden wall of the grand hall exploded into splinters. Andrew stepped through the debris, lowering his leg, his face dark and menacing.
“Stripping down naked in broad daylight and drugging your junior? Simon, are you performing some avant–garde performance art here?” Andrew sneered as he moved to block Francesca, staring at Simon with a cold and emotionless gaze.
“Francesca, Dr. Aicker–don’t worry, I’m here!” Francesca’s junior burst into the hall, tears streaming down his face as he rushed to help Cedric.
Simon’s expression turned livid, his face twisting in anger as he pointed at Andrew. “Andrew, I’m warning you–don’t stick your nose where it doesn’t belong!” he snarled. “If you dare ruin this for me today, I swear I’ll kill you!”
Andrew smirked dismissively, not even sparing Simon a glance. He crouched down and gently covered Francesca’s exposed body with his jacket.
“Andrew, forget about me… Save my… grandfather,” Francesca murmured weakly, her voice trembling with relief before she passed out, a faint smile of gratitude gracing her lips.
Andrew’s gaze darkened as he observed her flushed face and overheated body. Her legs were pressed tightly together, her condition worsening by the second. The effects of the Enthralling Essence were evident–its potency far exceeded that of common aphrodisiacs or the likes of Euphoria Essence.
Once consumed, the drug would only dissipate through physical intimacy. Without release, the accumulating energy would wreak havoc on the body, potentially leading to severe internal damage or even death.
“Simon, you’ve given me every reason to end you right here and now.” Rising to his feet, Andrew’s face turned icy as he took a step toward Simon.
Simon roared, “You think I’m afraid of you, Andrew? You think you’re invincible?”
With a bellow, he raised his right leg, aiming a powerful kick at Andrew’s head.
Simon was seething–his plan had been completely derailed. He was furious that his victory had been snatched away. Standing there, stripped and humiliated, with his plans in ruins, he was determined to make Andrew pay.
But Andrew sidestepped effortlessly, his movements fluid like a shadow, before delivering a countering kick.
Simon grunted in pain as Andrew’s foot slammed into his chest, sending a sharp pang through his body. Gritting his teeth, Simon charged forward again with a furious yell.
Andrew’s smirk widened. Simon had been harboring animosity toward him for some time, but that didn’t change the fact that Simon was woefully underqualified to face him. Simon hadn’t even scratched the level of a grandmaster, let alone posed a challenge to Andrew.
As Simon lunged, Andrew’s body blurred. Simon blinked in confusion—Andrew had vanished from sight.
Before Simon could react, a searing pain erupted in his back. Andrew’s kick had landed squarely, sending Simon hurtling across the room to crash into the wall with a loud thud.
“How… How can you be this strong?” Simon stammered as he staggered to his feet, his face pale with disbelief. “I may not be at the grandmaster level, but I’ve trained in dark arts! They grant me unmatched speed and power. You shouldn’t be able to harm me!”
Andrew took two firm steps forward, his gaze sharp and unwavering.
Simon let out a desperate roar. “Die!”