Chapter 302 Don’t Breathe Too Deep
Chapter 302 Don’t Breathe Too Deep
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Ginnie staggered back, her spine slamming into the cold stone pillar. She had never seen that look in Larry's
eyes before-what churned inside them was pure, murderous intent.
“Remember this.” Larry pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the fingers that had touched her; then he casually
tossed the expensive silk square into the trash. “Anyone who dares lay a hand on Sloane is making an enemy of
a,
With that, he turned and walked away, leaving Ginnie trembling where she stood. She glared at his retreating
figure, teeth clenched in frustration, before suddenly yanking out her phone and sending a message: “The plan
moves up. Tonight.”
Inside the hall, Sloane was deep in animated conversation with Mr. Miles about the development blueprint for
traditional medicine. Lucas stood nearby, but his gaze kept drifting toward the entrance. When he spotted Larry
walking in alone, his brow furrowed.
“What is it?” Sloane caught his change in expression.
Lucas withdrew his glance. “Nothing.”
Just then, the lights dimmed. The host announced that the summit was about to begin and asked all guests to
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Lucas guided Sloane toward the front row. As they passed Larry, the two men locked eyes briefly; Larry gave a
faint nod, while Lucas turned away with a blank expression.
“Ladies and gentlemen, please welcMr. Miles from the National Development and Reform Commission to
give the opening address...
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Applause filled the room. In the midst of it, Sloane suddenly felt a hostile gaze boring into her. She turned and
caught sight of Ginnie in the distance, her eyes seething with venom.
Lucas subtly shifted to block her line of sight, his voice low and steady. “Ignore irrelevant people. Weren't you
interested in the traditional medicine project? Focus.”
At his words, Sloane turned back and gave the conference her full attention, refusing to spare Ginnie another
glance.
Onstage, Miles raised his voice. “Next, let's welcthe special advisor for the traditional medicine
standardization project-Dr. Sloane Rivers!”
The spotlight blazed onto her.
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Lucas gave her hand a gentle squeeze. “Go on. I'll be waiting here.”
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With poise, Sloane rose. Under the weight of countless eyes, she walked gracefully to the podium.
Bathed in the glow of the lights, she began her speech with calm assurance. And below, both Lucas and Larry-
amid the crowd-had their eyes fixed on her, neither willing to look away.
Later, at the summit banquet, Sloane declined yet another glass of champagne. Seeing Lucas engrossed in
conversation with Mr. Miles and a few others, she slipped outside for sair.
She had barely stepped out when a coppery tang hit her nose.
Sloane froze; then ca faint cry ahead of her. “Help... help me...”
From the tone, she judged it belonged to a child. Heart tightening, she hurried toward the sound. At the corner,
she found a little girl, no more than seven or eight, curled up against the wall. A vicious wound split open her
right leg, blood soaking her dress.
“Don’t be afraid, I'm a doctor.” Sloane dropped into a crouch. Instinct took over; she didn’t stop to question why
an injured child would be here.
She tore a strip from her skirt to examine the wound-but the instant her fingers brushed it, a strange numbness
shot up her hand. Something's wrong. Alarm bells clanged in her chest, but too late-the girl clamped her tiny
hand around Sloane's wrist. From the wound seeped blood, glowing faintly blue.
“I'm sorry, miss...” The girl's voice trembled as tears rolled down her cheeks. “That man said... if | didn’t do this,
something bad will happen to my mom..."
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