Just as the knife was about to pierce her neck, Hope Williams instinctively closed her eyes.
"Swoosh." The sound of the blade grazing skin echoed.
Crimson liquid dripped drop by drop onto the ground, the ticking sound in the silence was eerily clear.
Hope Williams didn't feel the expected pain in her body; instead, she sensed a familiar presence closing in at that moment.
The next second!
She opened her eyes, fixating on the large hand gripping the sharp blade.
Waylon Lewis's face turned a ghastly pale, his molars tightly clenched as he seized the blade with his bare hand.
Hope Williams's heart clenched violently, "Waylon Lewis!"
At that instant, Mia Fuller's face turned deathly pale. Waylon Lewis's expression was extremely grim as he kicked Mia Fuller in the abdomen. Mia Fuller screamed, losing balance and tumbling down the stairs.
He couldn't afford to care about anything else and immediately grabbed Hope Williams.
"Are you alright?"