On hearing this, Enrico’s face changed suddenly, and he looked at her in disbelief, then at the light on the wall, staring at it intently.
Who was this person who seemed to know? Naturally, it was Annie, the heiress who had the stone key.
As for the treasure in the basement, apart from the Davis family, his late sister knew nothing about it, and only Jeremy knew about it.
So, had Annie expected Jeremy to come here?
What would she do then?
Paige looked at his face and reached out to pull him.
‘You can’t be wrong,’ Enrico said without a second thought.
His woman, she can’t be wrong.
‘…”
Paige was a little unsure after being believed so firmly by him. After all, it was just a seal and a fingerprint lock, and she might just be overthinking it.
Otherwise, there is only one person who can unlock this fingerprint lock.
And that person is not Annie.
Thinking so, Paige’s heart suddenly started beating faster, and a cold shiver ran down her body, as pain fell all over her.
Paige subconsciously grabbed Enrico’s clothes, and she felt dizzy. ‘Enrico, I don’t feel well…’
‘The antidote!’ Enrico hugged her and yelled at Jeremy like a madman.
‘Paige.’ Brangelina and Blanca both pounced towards her at the same time, looking at her with concern.
Jeremy looked over and figured it was about time. He reached into his pocket and threw a whole bottle of pills over. ‘The antidote isn’t on me, but this medicine can ease the pain. Take one every three hours. I’ll get you the antidote when I get out.’
The situation was now a stalemate.
Jeremy had to keep the bomb tied up and keep them both calm. They wanted to take his life at any moment, but they also had to keep him calm.
“Come, sit down.’
Enrico took the pill, took off his black shirt and threw it on the floor, sat down with Paige in his arms, opened the pill bottle and poured out a pill, feeding it to her lips.
Paige raised her hand and grabbed her clothes. The more uncomfortable she felt, the more she wanted to grab something. The harder she tried, the faster her heart beat, in a vicious cycle.
She lowered her head dizzy and reluctantly took the pill in his hand.
“I have water here,’
Blanca hurriedly took out the water bottle she was carrying and unscrewed it, feeding it to her lips, ‘Drink slowly and be careful.’
This second attack was obviously worse than the first.
Paige’s vision first became dizzy, and then she felt blackness, unable to see anything. She dared not say anything, and could only carefully feel for the presence of the water bottle.
She trembled but felt empty.
‘…’
Blanca looked at her in shock.
Enrico stared at the person in his arms who was still pretending to be calm. His heart sank to the bottom of the abyss. He grabbed the water bottle, tilted his head and poured some into his mouth, then lowered his head and covered her lips, sending the water in.
Warm, cool water entered between her lips.
Paige could feel how hard Enrico was holding her hand. Her heart trembled, and she drank the water he fed her and swallowed the pill.
“Don’t be afraid, it’s okay, it’s okay.’
Enrico pressed his forehead against hers, reassuring her over and over again, his voice betraying his powerlessness. He whispered against her, ‘Do it. Let me do it.’
He was practically begging.
He couldn’t hold back any longer.
Paige felt dizzy and weak, unable to say anything, so she squeezed his shirt to show him not to worry, that she was fine.
He could kill him with one blow, but what about the antidote, what about his mother’s will…
He had always wanted to abide by it.
Jeremy could die at the hands of anyone, except not at his.
How could Enrico not understand what she meant? He pressed his forehead against hers, breathing heavily and growing hoarse. ‘I can’t take it anymore.’
He couldn’t bear to see her like this anymore.
The old lady from the Davis family stood by the bookcase and watched them.
Jeremy stood there, watching Enrico feed Paige water, his gaze pausing.
The air in the basement was cold, a cold that penetrated to the bone.
Alonso stood by, looking at Blanca’s tense brow with some confusion. He hadn’t seen her this nervous around someone in a long time, not even when she lost her daughter, and she was able to face it with strength.
Blanca crouched on the ground, staring only at Paige’s pale face. She used a tissue to wipe the sweat from the side of her face. As soon as she wiped it away, cold sweat came out again.
She was being held in Enrico’s arms, breathing rapidly and weakly, one breath after another, her eyes half-open.
Even though Enrico was pressing his forehead against hers, she couldn’t see anything, her eyes were unfocused.
‘Put something on.’
Blanca watched as she took off her trench coat and draped it over Paige’s shoulders.
Enrico’s gaze fell on the military dagger at her waist, his eyes hardening, and then he looked at her again.
‘…’
Seeing his gaze, Blanca froze, and she and Brangelina exchanged a glance, their brows furrowing slightly.
No.
This move is too risky, she’s not sure she can do it.
But Paige has already done it, and she can’t wait any longer. Her daughter has suffered far too much over the years.
With these thoughts in mind, Blanca slowly stood up from the ground and walked towards Jeremy.
The Davis family matriarch watched with a composed expression.
Alonso stared at Blanca, but was taken aback.
What was she trying to do? Was it too risky? With her strength, she definitely couldn’t do it.
Alonso’s breathing tightened, and he lifted his foot and moved towards Blanca without making a sound. He didn’t notice that Enrico was slowly loosening his grip and leaning the person in his arms against the wall.
Paige lowered her head weakly, her heart beating so fast that she almost couldn’t tell where she was.
Jeremy stood there, staring at Paige, one hand clutching the remote control in his hand.
Blanca held her breath as she moved closer in the dimly lit basement. Just as she was about to pull out the dagger, a tall figure suddenly rushed out and, with lightning speed, flipped Jeremy’s thumb over with one hand and desperately bent it outward.
Jeremy never expected that Enrico would suddenly go berserk. Of all these people, if anyone was the least guarded, it was Enrico.
After all, he was a good son who had to obey his mother’s will.
But when Enrico stood in front of him, his face as dark as hell, Jeremy panicked.
Jeremy panicked completely, and for a moment his mind went blank. Ignoring the pain, he reflexively reached for the remote control with his other hand.
But it was already too late.
Enrico snapped his fingers and snatched the military knife from Blanca’s waist.
A cold light flashed.
Enrico’s eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the dagger was plunged towards Jeremy’s wrist in a clean stroke.
‘Ah!’
An ear-splitting scream echoed through the basement, shaking everyone’s eardrums.
The remote control fell from Jeremy’s hand, and Alonso leapt forward to catch it with his hands, not daring to touch it.
Jeremy’s wrist had been cut halfway through, and only a little skin was attached between his palm and his arm.
‘…”
Paige sat on the ground, waiting for the medicine to take effect. When her vision gradually returned, she lifted her eyes and saw Enrico’s tall, slender back silhouetted against the candlelight.
Blood had splattered over half of his body.
He had finally fought for her, just like Emery and Jeremy.