Chapter 961

The submarine submerged into the sea, and Brother Lucas’s figure vanished completely from sight. Jane turned, intending to perform basic first aid on Frederick. With no medical supplies at hand, she couldn’t offer proper treatment, but she was determined to minimize any further harm the rough journey might inflict on him. But the moment she turned, she froze. Frederick—who had been unconscious and severely injured—was now sitting up. His dark, fathomless eyes were fixed intently on her. Her heart lurched. Instinctively, her hand darted toward the brick-like communicator in her bag. But before she could reach it, a brutal kick sent her flying across the cramped cabin. The limited space dulled the impact, but the blow still rattled her bones, leaving her gasping. Before she could recover, he was already looming over her. No—this wasn’t Frederick. "You’re not Brother Frederick!" she spat, meeting his gaze with fearless clarity. Her bright eyes didn’t waver. "You’re Judson Fuller!" The nam