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Chapter 2119

Estelle spun around abruptly, her eyes catching a menacing figure charging toward her in the dim light. In each hand, they

brandished a bottle of sulfuric acid, one after the other, flinging them viciously at Estelle and her friends.

"Ella!"

Jonathan sprang into action, rushing forward to pull Estelle into his arms, wrapping her protectively with his heavy coat.

Almost simultaneously, Gabriel's towering frreached them. Seeing Estelle yanked away by Jonathan, he grabbed Sylvia's hand

and spun, embracing her tightly and shielding her with his body.

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Evelyn was left alone, her eyes widening in horror as a bottle of acid hurtled toward her face.

"Evelyn!"

Estelle shoved Jonathan aside and leapt forward, kicking the bottle away and tackling Evelyn to the ground beneath her.

The last acid bottle grazed the tops of their heads, smashing against Jonathan's car with a loud "bang," its corrosive contents

splattering all over.

Estelle clung to Evelyn, her back hand singed by the acid, a searing pain coursing through her skin.

All of this happened in a flash—a mere moment from the bottles being thrown to their explosive impact.

Antonia, seeing her attack miss Estelle, drew a knife and charged at her.

Jonathan's foot lashed out, sending Antonia's knife flying, and kicked the bottle shards directly onto Antonia's face.

Antonia staggered backward, clutching her face, screaming in agony.

Sylvia broke free from Gabriel's embrace, sprinting to Estelle's aid, pulling her up and frantically wiping her hand with snow. She

turned to Gabriel, who had followed, and yelled, "Get swater, quick."

Gabriel returned with a bottle of water from his car and began rinsing Estelle's burned hand.

Evelyn also rose and rushed over, crying in fright, "Estelle, are you okay?"

Jonathan held Estelle's hand in his, his heart pounding furiously, his handsface tense with concern, "Are you hurt anywhere

else?"

"No. I'm fine," Estelle replied calmly, shaking her head.

Antonia, her face a patchwork from the acid burns, picked up the knife in a desperate attempt to approach again, but Sylvia spun

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