"Make it up to me?" Summer Shawcross laughed softly, then slowly walked towards Dustin Hughes.
Seeing her approach, Dustin Hughes showed a smile and was about to say something when Summer Shawcross's voice continued to ring out.
"Then... can you bring my grandfather back to life? Can you restore the Shawcross Family to its former glory?"
When her words fell, Dustin Hughes's face turned pale.
Seeing him panic, Summer seized the moment, quickly extending her hand to grab the knife strapped to his waist.
"Summer!" Dustin Hughes reacted, but the knife was already in Summer Shawcross's hand.
"Don't move!" Summer Shawcross turned to face him, one arm locking around his neck, the other holding the knife against his throat!
The knife was extremely sharp, easily slicing into Dustin Hughes's neck, with blood immediately oozing out...
Dustin Hughes's face turned ashen as he stood stiffly, staring at the woman in front of him.
