Chapter 155

When Shermanne entered, the area was shrouded in thick fog, making it impossible to see anything clearly. Suddenly, with a thud, a figure collapsed right in front of them.

She looked down and was surprised to see it was Kingston. His mask had fallen off, revealing several deep scratches on his face.

Blood was flowing down his face as he clutched it, and he let out an angry roar of frustration. This damned tomb had caused him such bad luck. Everything he had meticulously planned was ruined here.

First, it was the giant snake, and now this…

Shermaine raised an eyebrow and teased, “Next time you plan to kill me, you should choose a location that matches your capabilities.”

Kingston turned his head and saw Shermaine looking at him with a faint, mocking smile.

Despite having traveled the same path, she looked strikingly different. Her long hair was neatly tied up, her lips were red, and her clothes were clean and tidy.

Perhaps from killing the snake earlier, she still had an air of cold, unyielding fierceness about her. She was beautiful, enchanting, yet not vulgar.

In contrast, Kingston was in a sorry state, with his face injured. ‘Will the scars on my face be repairable once I get out of here? If I’m disfigured…’ he thought. He couldn’t accept that outcome.

The stark contrast between the two made Kingston feel increasingly unbalanced.

“However, it seems you won’t have a next time,” Shermaine said.

Kingston wanted to say something, but upon seeing Joshua, a flicker of panic crossed his eyes, and he began to prevaricate. “I’m not quite sure what you’re talking about.”

“Wasn’t it you who tried to kill me just now?” Shermaine asked.

Kingston’s eyes darkened. “If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn’t have just used tranquilizer darts.”

His gaze shifted to Joshua as he said, trying to sound convincing, “Mr. York, I never intended to harm Ms. Shue. I just didn’t like her and wanted to teach her a lesson. You know, I…”

Before Kingston could finish, both Shermaine and Joshua kicked him simultaneously, sending him sprawling backward and spewing blood from his mouth.

Double kicks—he never stood a chance.

Shermaine thought to herself, ‘What a deceitful coward. He dares to do it but won’t take responsibility, and he even tries to confess? Does he think I don’t exist?’

Joshua’s eyes were cold and unyielding, like the arrival of winter. He spoke. “Before you say anything else, you should understand one thing. I am Shermaine’s fiancé.”

Even though they were only nominally engaged, Joshua would never forgive Kingston, not to mention that he loved Shermaine so deeply now. Yet Kingston still dared to say inappropriate things in front of her, which was unforgivable.

One kick each was more than enough for Kingston. He rolled twice across the ground in utter disarray.

He was already injured, and the combined force of their kicks exacerbated his internal injuries. It seemed unlikely that he would escape their retribution.

At the moment, Kingston’s subordinates were still engaged in a fierce battle with the creature, too preoccupied to protect him. Kingston was skilled enough to have survived this long; otherwise, he would have been killed by the creature already.

“Or do you think I’m a fool who can be easily deceived by a few words?” Joshua’s tone was calm and measured. “You’re overestimating yourself…”

Kingston felt as if he had fallen into an icy abyss. Joshua’s gaze seemed to regard him as nothing more than a tiny, insignificant ant, one that could be mercilessly crushed with a single step.

‘Why couldn’t you just stay alone? You’re so out of reach. Why did you have to arrange a marriage? Why did you have to get engaged to Shermaine?’ Kingston thought.

At this point, any further attempts at deception by Kingston would be futile.

Even if he didn’t die here tonight, he would surely face relentless attacks once he got out, and it might even drag down the Black River Company and the Wright family.

Kingston didn’t want to die, nor did he want to bring disaster to the Wright family. He was about to inherit the Black River Company.

‘It seems I have to kill both Shermaine and Joshua,’ Kingston thought, the murderous intent growing in his mind.

However, amidst the fog, a scream of agony echoed.

Faintly, they could see the creature pouncing on a man, biting into his neck as if to suck his blood. It was a truly horrifying sight.

In a short while, the man fainted from excessive blood loss.

The creature’s target then shifted to Shermaine and the others. With a flash of green light, it lunged forward.

At the same time, Kingston gave the order. “Do it. Kill them.”