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Frederick sneered, nodding slightly, his gun still trained on Arthur.
He turned to Claire, his voice low yet resonant, each word hitting like a hammer.
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It was as if he were wielding an ice pick, chilling the atmosphere with every syllable.
Claire had never seen Frederick like this before.
Even from behind Arthur, she could feel the cold radiating off him, creeping through the air and wrapping around her like a shroud.
Her heart raced as she met Frederick’s gaze, the blood in her veins feeling as if it was freezing solid.
There was no bloodlust in his eyes, no overt hostility, yet she trembled uncontrollably.
Even Arthur sensed her unease.
“Clai, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”
Arthur turned, concern etched on his face as he grasped her hand, lowering the gun he had aimed at Frederick.
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“I… I’m fine,” Claire stammered, her instinct to reassure him overriding her desire to respond to Frederick.
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“Claire, I’m talking to you! Answer me!” Frederick’s voice thundered, and his fury surged like a wildfire, consuming all in its path.
Seeing Arthur lower his weapon only fueled Frederick’s rage. He stepped forward, pressing the barrel of his gun against Arthur’s forehead.
Arthur said, “Go ahead, Frederick. If you’re so bold, pull the trigger! You think you can just take Claire away? Dream on! She’s not going anywhere with you!”
Arthur, recognizing the tipping point of Frederick’s anger, didn’t give Claire a chance to speak.
He seized Frederick’s gun, pressing it firmly against his own temple.
Frederick’s voice was a low growl, his temper reaching a boiling point. “Arthur, you think I won’t do it?”
In an instant, the silence shattered as Frederick fired.
Claire’s body went rigid, her face draining of color as she shouted in horror. “Frederick!”
“General Hawthorne!” Richard yelled from behind Frederick, panic creeping into his voice.
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“Mr. Arthur Hawthorne!”
The house staff echoed, their voices trembling with fear.
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Shawn, the secretary, rushed in at the sound of the gunfire, his heart racing.
He saw Arthur standing unharmed, relief washing over him, but that quickly turned to alarm when he spotted the gun pressed to Arthur’s head.
“Frederick, you better not move a muscle!” he shouted, drawing his own weapon and aiming it at Frederick.
“Shawn, you dare shoot?” Frederick shot back, his grip tightening on his gun.
“Let’s see you try me!” Shawn growled, his jaw clenched as he pulled the trigger twice.
The shots rang out, but Shawn knew better than to aim at Frederick or Richard.
Instead, he aimed at the nearby table, sending bullets crashing through the wood.
“Ah!”
“Ah!”
The staff screamed in terror, scrambling for cover as chaos erupted in the villa.
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