Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 1671

Chapter 1671

After all, Charmine did not want to owe Anthony too much.

Then...

Just as her hand stretched out to grab Anthony, she heard a muffled yell coming from the top that went, "Help...! Help...!"

Charmine halted. That voice...

"Help! Can someone help us...?! We fell into the pit!"

The cry for help was repetitive.

Anthony also heard this. He stopped and turned back.

This voice sounded familiar.

Charmine, meanwhile, had recognized the voice already. It was Dior's, and Charmine knew this for a fact because Dior had told her she was going uphill to see the stars last night.

Charmine looked over to search where the voice was coming from...and realized it was coming from the top.

Judging how urgent the voice sounded, the two of them must have fallen into a pit and got hurt.

Charmine looked at Anthony and said, "You head down now."

Dior was her only close friend, and she had to save her.

Anthony pursed his lips and did not want her to go up alone. "I'll come with you," he replied.

Charmine frowned at his response. Scrutinizing the state he was in, she refuted, "No, you must get down and treat your wound."

Anthony insisted, 'They fell into a pit. Can you save them on your own?"

Charmine paused at that.

Thinking of how Maurice and her fell into the pit the other day, just one person could not save them both.

It would be futile if she went to save Dior on her own, yes.

Having Anthony around would give her a helping hand, but he had to get his wound treated soon.

"It's okay, just use a needle on me."

He instantly removed his jacket.

Charmine hesitated for a moment before she took out a needle and walked upto Anthony.

If he insisted on going with her, she was not bothered to argue her point and waste her time.

Dior must be panicking on the other end, too.

The needle could stop the poison from spreading throughout Anthony's body, stopping its flow effectively.

Anthony removed his white shirt, revealing his muscular back and two fang marks on his shoulders, blood oozing from them. They were stained with blood and were swollen, too.

The poison had spread a few centimeters, evident by how the skin around the wound looked bruise-like black.

Charmine felt a pang in her chest. She felt her heart at her throat as she gazed at Anthony’s back.

She narrowed her eyes and pricked Anthony's skin with the needle.