Chapter 679

Felicia watched the chaotic scene unfold, and a strange sense of familiarity washed over her as though she had seen this exact moment before. Before she could fully process the thought, her body reacted instinctively. In a flash, she lunged forward and yanked Maurice back in the nick of time. The knife, aimed with deadly precision, missed its mark and instead grazed Maurice's left arm, cutting through his impeccably tailored suit and leaving only a shallow wound. No one had expected Felicia to intervene, let alone help Maurice. Even Stephan's typically calm and nonchalant demeanor cracked with a rare expression of shock. Amid the chaos, a horrifying squelch broke the stunned silence. It was the sound of a blade cutting into flesh. Maurice had seized the knife in mid-air, gripping it tightly. Without hesitation, he drove it into Imogen's chest. Time seemed to stop. The world fell into an eerie, suffocating stillness. It was as if they were left in a vacuum, leaving everyone wat