Albert was stunned by her frantic movements, unable to move, even forgetting to dodge. He just stood there, watching her with a face full of despair and determination, gripping the knife fiercely as she mercilessly thrust it toward him.
"Boss, watch out!"
Jim, startled, rushed over from behind, trying to pull him away, but he was still too late. The sharp fruit knife plunged deep into his arm. If Jim hadn't pulled him away in time, the knife would have driven straight into his abdomen!
The tip of the knife sank into his flesh, and blood instantly soaked his clothes. The glaring red color made Cynthia's mind snap back to clarity. She suddenly loosened her grip, and the knife clattered onto the marble floor, making a sharp sound.
