Chapter 333
The firecrackers had done their job, sending the grizzly bear into a frenzy. Feeling threatened and on edge, it locked its sights on Felicia even though she was perched up in a tree. It didn’t matter to the bear–she was a target.
The bear rammed into the tree with all its weight, shaking it violently. Felicia’s grip faltered, her body jarred so hard that her chin hit the tree trunk several times.
If this went on, the tree wouldn’t hold.
Felicia’s arms and legs were starting to go numb. But just as desperation peaked, a surge of rage flared up in her chest.
“Seriously? Is this how they wanna play?” Felisha muttered under her breath.
She shot a venomous glare at Maurice, locking eyes with him through the barrier. Her
expression was anything but subtle. A wicked grin slowly spread across her face, a promise of trouble.
Maurice arched a brow, curious but unconcerned,
Then, it hit him.
A searing pain shot through his arm.
“What the ”
Maurice’s left arm went limp, dangling uselessly at his side. His tailored suit, once perfectly, fitted, now sagged awkwardly at the shoulder.
He stared at Felicia in disbelief.
“Did she just-”
Oh, she did. Felicia had dislocated her own arm.
And thanks to the double–bond effect of the twin venomous creatures, Maurice’s pain and injury were magnified.
Still grinning, Felicia casually popped her arm back into place with a sickening crack. The motion was almost dismissive like she had just straightened out a bent paperclip.
Maurice’s expression darkened as he realized her plan.
Before he could respond, she twisted her body slightly and dislocated her other arm.
The popping sound was sharp and intentional, and Maurice immediately felt the corresponding pain tear through his other shoulder. Both his arms hung limp now, useless and screaming with agony.
Felicia, unfazed, worked quickly to set her arm back into place. Sure, it hurt, but the satisfaction of watching Maurice grimace in double the pain? It was totally worth it.
With her medical skills, it was almost too easy for her.
“Mr. Glovers!” One of the men by Maurice’s side immediately noticed something was wrong.
Both of his arms were hanging limply by his sides! It looked like they were broken.
Maurice took a deep breath, his expression unreadable as he pushed through the searing pain radiating from his arms. He gave her a look that could kill.
Now, he understood. The twin venomous creatures weren’t just a game–they were a weapon, one that connected their fates inextricably. If one died, the other would face endless torment before meeting the same fate.
The bear continued ramming into the tree, readying itself to attack Felicia. Maurice closed his eyes briefly, suppressing the simmering rage within him. Finally, he gave the order, “Bring her back!”
“Yes, Mr. Glovers.” His men didn’t hesitate and sprung into action immediately. A few tranquilizer darts later, the raging bear collapsed.
The gate to the enclosure swung open, and Felicia sauntered out, completely unscathed. Her expression was calm and composed.
Meanwhile, Caesar hurried over to Maurice to assess his injuries. After a careful diagnosis, he concluded that Maurice’s arms had suffered fractures and would need time to heal. As long as he avoided further injury, there shouldn’t be any lasting effects.
But Maurice, who usually exuded control and composure, now looked downright disheveled. His men wisely kept their heads down, saying nothing.
Felicia, however, had no such restraint. She let out a soft laugh and, without holding back, taunted him, “Serves you right. Bravo, really.”
“You-”
