Chapter 1317:
Felix managed to snatch the knife away at last, but just as he thought it was over, Cynthia lunged forward and slammed her elbow into his chest, knocking the wind out of him.
The knife slipped from his fingers, spinning through the air in a wild, uncontrolled spin.
Everyone else recoiled in horror, scrambling backward, while Joanna, bruised and battered, was too weak to get up.
In a terrible twist of fate, the sharp point of the blade plunged into Joanna’s abdomen.
A wet, sickening sound filled Joanna’s ears.
Her eyes went wide in shock, her back arching as blood poured out, unstoppable.
Pain unlike anything she’d ever felt shot through her.
“Ahhh!” Joanna’s scream ripped through the office, chilling everyone to the core.
“Joanna!” Felix called out, his voice trembling.
Joanna collapsed, utterly exhausted, her blood pooling beneath her. Her eyelids fluttered, her breathing faint and shallow.
At that moment, the wail of police sirens grew louder, and uniformed officers stormed into the room, quickly moving to arrest Cynthia.
Minutes later, the ambulance pulled up to the building.
Two paramedics burst through the entrance, working alongside the office staff to carefully transfer Joanna onto a stretcher. Without delay, they wheeled her toward the exit.
Felix started to follow when a police officer’s stern voice stopped him cold.
“Who owns this company?”
“I am.” Felix’s hand shot up, his face still pale with shock. “Officer, is something wrong?”
The policeman’s eyes locked onto Felix with practiced authority. “We’ll need you down at the station for questioning. Standard procedure for our investigation.”
“Okay.”
Felix gave a quick nod.
Before leaving, he turned to one of his workers. “Kirby, take care of everything.”
“Understood, Mr. Wells.” Kirby stepped forward as Felix hurried after the officers.
Immediately, the office erupted in anxious whispers.
“God, that was horrifying. I thought they were just arguing, but Cynthia completely lost it. She actually tried to kill Joanna.”
“My heart’s still racing. For a second there, I thought that blade was coming straight for me.”
While everyone else huddled in heated conversation, Linsey slipped away unnoticed.
Her hand reached for the door handle, but her right arm shook violently from the pain. Crimson droplets traced down her forearm, gathering at her fingertips before spattering onto the floor below.
