My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 2693

"The attack by these cultivators also gave you the perfect excuse. As relatives of the patient, you, the Randys, couldn't be present to sign the consent form because your side was also attacked and suffered heavy casualties.

"Lester, you probably changed your mind at the last minute. You probably couldn't bear to see your niece die like that, right?

"Pay a little attention to the last name Randy and the answer is clear. There's a photo of Tamsine and her mother in her room. Her mother's name, Leonore Randy, is written on the photo. As long as Tamsine dies, you guys, as her only relatives, are eligible to fight for her property.

"All of you must be surprised. After such long suffering, why did Tamsine not die despite bleeding heavily? She was even rescued and is now in a vegetative state.

"The reason is very simple. I've extracted the Heaven-Destroyer Magma’s power from her body. Therefore, your power won't repel the effect of my talismans on her body. Whatever you did in the vehicle while transporting Tamsine to the hospital, she knows about it.

"Let me tell you frankly, Tamsine is not dead, nor has she fallen into a vegetative state. She's just acting so that you'd lower your guard against her. As long as she remains in this state—neither alive nor dead—you wouldn't panic or escape.

"Right now, I'm just taking advantage of you letting your guard down to send you to your creator!"

It was not a surprise that Fogort went on a killing spree. He massacred all the cultivators and ordinary people in the villa without mercy. After only half an hour, he had wiped out almost everyone.

The rest of the people ran toward the edge of the estate, but Fogort had already set up a barrier around the estate, making it impossible for anyone to escape.

In the hall, only Lester and Trenton were left.

Lester knelt in front of Fogort and begged, "Please, let my son go."

Meanwhile, Trenton was hiding in the corner. He soon fainted from fright.

Fogort looked at the graying old man in front of him.

Lester’s wrinkled temples were gray. He knelt in front of Fogort and cried, "This isn't his fault. It's my fault. I'm only a humble butler, but I became obsessed with the Hurleys' property. It was me who led my boy astray. It's all my fault.

At this time, Tamsine asked, "Is everyone dead?"

"What do you think?"

"I think that it's impossible. But you would’ve killed all the cultivators. I can feel that those powers have disappeared."

Fogort nodded.

Tamsine asked again, "You didn't kill any of the ordinary people. Am I right?"

Fogort also nodded. He was a good person. In the end, he let the Randys and the others go.