Too Late, Sir: She's Not Begging Anymore novel Chapter 4

Everyone immediately followed the sound and looked over. At the other end of the banquet hall, a little boy about six or seven years old was clawing at his throat, his small face flushed deep red.

His mother, Pamela Hoffman, was desperately pounding his back, while the guests around them panicked and hurriedly backed away.

Veronica's expression changed sharply. This was choking from food obstruction.

She rushed over to the boy, Carter Sowle, in just a few strides.

"Move," Veronica said coldly.

She shoved Pamela aside without hesitation, stepped behind Carter, wrapped her arms firmly around his waist, and began performing the Heimlich maneuver.

"What are you doing?" Seeing this, Pamela panicked and instinctively reached out to stop her.

Suddenly, a hand shot out and grabbed her wrist.

"Mrs. Sowle, don't go over there. She's trying to save Carter," Gregory said.

When Pamela turned and saw Gregory, it was as if she had found support. "Gregory, look at Carter. What's wrong with him?"

Gregory's face was grave as he explained, "He's choking on food. Carter must have accidentally gotten something stuck while eating."

"Carter… Carter!" Pamela cried out, tears streaming down her face.

Gregory comforted her while glancing sideways at Veronica, who was entirely focused on performing the rescue.

This side of Veronica felt unfamiliar to him.

When Veronica tried abdominal thrusts for the third time, Carter suddenly went limp and lost consciousness. At that moment, his chest no longer rose or fell, and his lips had turned bluish-purple.

Veronica dropped to her knees beside him and quickly checked his carotid pulse with her fingers. "Complete airway obstruction. His heartbeat is already very weak."

Gregory's expression changed sharply when he heard that.

He turned to the surrounding guests and asked sharply, "Has an ambulance been called?"

At that moment, the heir of the Steele family, Roderick Steele, stepped forward. "It's already been called, but it will take at least ten more minutes."

Without hesitation, Veronica gave orders to a nearby housekeeper. "I need a sharp knife, high-proof alcohol, and a straw. Now."

The housekeeper did not dare delay and immediately ran off to prepare the items.

Gregory stared at Veronica and questioned her in a low voice. "Veronica, what are you trying to do?"

Only then did Veronica look up and meet Gregory's sharp, pressing gaze.

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