Pain flooded her consciousness. She felt like she was dying.
But someone rushed to her, yanked her up, and brutally tied something around her stomach.
The intense pressure on the wound kept her from bleeding out.
When she opened her eyes, she was met with Chloe Reed’s furious face.
Her mouth opened and closed as she said something with an agitated expression, but Sunny Reed couldn’t hear a thing.
Her consciousness faded, and she passed out.
"Miss Chloe!"
Daniel Hayes walked over, clutching his injured arm. He looked at her with concern. "What’s wrong? What are you trying to say?"
Chloe Reed dropped the unconscious Sunny Reed and pointed at her. "The antidote," she said. "She’s the one who used the poison. She must know where the antidote is. We can’t let her die like this..."
But she couldn’t hear her own voice.
Daniel Hayes didn’t hear her either. He stared at her, his eyes wide, a hint of horror creeping into his gruff voice. "Miss Chloe, what’s wrong with your throat?!"
Chloe Reed froze. She reached up to touch her throat, which was still searing with pain. She tried to make a sound, but nothing came out. The muscles in her throat strained, yet all she felt was an even sharper agony.
Daniel Hayes said quickly, "Let’s get you to a hospital and see what’s going on. I’ll have my men take care of her."
Dazed and panicked, Chloe Reed nodded, then turned to look at Walker Grant.
His face was pale, and he had already lost consciousness.
A bodyguard hoisted him onto his back and hurried out of the jungle.
Chloe Reed scrambled to follow, her heart sinking with every step.
The joy of having survived the ordeal was short-lived, now that this had happened.
Walker Grant’s eyes were bleeding, his wounds had worsened, and he was unconscious.
Her voice was gone, and she couldn’t speak.
’What on earth was in that powder Sunny Reed threw?!’
Chloe Reed’s mind was a complete mess. Having barely rested for a day and a night, her vision went black, and she fainted.

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