A Surprising Twist of Fates (Sierra and Theo) novel Chapter 103

"Which hand did you use to hit her? Cut it off yourself."

The icy words sent a chill down Sophie's spine. Beads of sweat gathered on her forehead as her eyes landed on the knife on the floor. Her breath hitched, sheer panic flashing in her wide eyes.

She frantically shook her head. "No, I can't! It was just a slap!"

"Just?" A deadly glint flashed through Theo's eyes, his entire presence radiating a lethal chill. His lips pressed into a thin, merciless line. "And I'm just asking for one of your hands."

Sophie's face turned ghostly pale, completely drained of blood. Her knees buckled, and she grabbed onto Benson's sleeve like a drowning person grasping for a lifeline.

"Benson, please! You have to help me! I don't want to lose my hand—I did it for you!"

Tears welled up in her eyes. This time, they weren't fake—she was truly terrified. She could tell Theo wasn't bluffing.

Benson frowned, his voice low. "Uncle Theo, Sierra hit Sophie first. Let's just call it even."

The second the words left his mouth, Theo's fist slammed into his face.

"Benson!" Sophie screamed in horror as Theo sent Benson sprawling to the floor with a vicious kick.

Theo's eyes burned with deadly intent, like a raging lion ready to strike. A cold, sharp glint flickered in his deep-set gaze.

All this time, Benson had let Sierra suffer like this.

"If you have a problem, take it out on me. Just don't hit Benson anymore."

Sophie saw Theo clenching his fist. She hesitated momentarily but still rushed before Benson, her voice shaking with fear as she spoke.