Inside the wooden house, Caspian reached out his hand towards Lucinda, his gaze filled with greed.

“Did you hear that? Your man has arrived.

How do you think he would react if he saw that I…”

Before he could touch Lucinda, Fletcher seized his wrist and said firmly, “Mr.

Murray, let’s stick to business first.

Caspian clicked his tongue in frustration.

Annoyed, he noticed Lucinda’s eyes were shut, her eyelashes fluttering.

He shoved Fletcher aside and roughly pulled Lucinda to her feet with his pudgy hands.

“Playing dead, are you? Get up, let’s go outside so you can see your man!”

While speaking, he grabbed the hemp rope binding Lucinda’s wrists and led her out of the house.

He giggled wildly.

“Nathan, look at your wife! She’s been in such a dreadful state after just a few days of captivity.

You deserve better! How about leaving her with one of my men?”

Lucinda appeared frail and as thin as paper, and as Nathan watched from a distance, his heart was pierced by pain.

Although he knew it wasn’t true, his eyes became bloodshot, as if a storm was raging inside him.

He gritted his teeth, forcing the words out.

“You’d better be certain about your claims.

I’ve brought what you demanded, and you should let her go now.

In the vast wilderness, he could only see Lucinda’s fragile form, like a leaf about to fall, seemingly on the verge of vanishing in an instant.

“Okay.

“I’ll release her, but since we’re here, let’s have a bit of fun,” Caspian suggested, his tone unnervingly cheerful.

Nathan responded without a moment’s delay, “Okay.

“Such decisiveness?” Caspian’s excitement surged instantly.

He lifted his right hand and tossed a dagger at Nathan’s feet.

“They say Mr.

Payne of the National Security Bureau is exceptionally skilled in combat.

No one has ever managed to injure you.

But I think you might injure yourself.

With a sinister laugh, Caspian added, “What? You can’t do it? As soon as your blood falls on the ground, I will let your wife take steps towards you…”

Nathan stooped slowly and picked up the dagger.

As it was unsheathed, the blade gleamed sharply.

“Go on! Are you afraid? I’ve heard Mr.

Payne cherishes his wife more than his life.

That doesn’t seem quite true now.

It appears you value your own life more than hers.

Contempt was evident on Caspian’s face, convinced that Nathan wouldn’t harm himself.

Nathan stared at the sharp dagger with a resolute expression, contemplating his next move.

He positioned the dagger against his arm and traced a line.

Blood began to drip onto the dead leaves below.

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