Chapter 1954

As soon as Salome said that, she slammed herself against the car to relieve the unbearable itch. A sly smile crossed Kingsley's face. All he did was drip a small drop of the itching liquid from Lincoln's lab onto her neck. He didn't expect her to be in such agony despite the minimal dosage. This was karma at work, wasn't it? Even the heavens couldn't bear Salome, so her tolerance was bound to be weaker than most, and she would suffer even more. Lucy immediately realized he wasn't an ordinary man. Her expression turned complex as it dawned on her that it would've been effortless for him to harm them if he'd truly intended to. Clearly, he meant no harm. "Lucy, help me! I can't stand it anymore!" Salome wailed, her voice echoing through the mountains. "If you can guarantee not to harm Abigail, you can take her," Lucy said, though she knew she had no say in deciding Abigail's fate. She just wanted to be reassured. Hearing this, Kingsley smiled and raised his right hand. "I swe