Chapter 502

Chapter 502:

Amelia’s words were cut short by a venomous shout that sliced through the air like a blade.

No one had noticed Dayna creeping up a forgotten stairway, her eyes glinting with malice as she watched them on the rooftop.

Spotting Amelia on the ladder, she lunged forward and shoved Nora with ferocious intent.

Caught off balance, Nora plummeted from the seventh floor, but in a desperate reflex, she seized Dayna’s hand, dragging her down.

As they fell, Nora’s instincts kicked in — she snagged the edge of a sixth-floor window, halting their descent.

The rope binding Amelia to Nora yanked tight, pulling Amelia off the ladder. But Nora’s iron grip on the window steadied her, and Amelia, with a surge of determination, grabbed the nearby ladder, easing the strain on Nora’s arm.

However, dangling in midair, Amelia struggled to find a foothold to climb.

Dayna’s face blanched with terror as she realized her predicament, clinging to Nora’s hand. Yet, when she spotted Amelia below, a twisted gleam of victory flashed in her eyes.

𝖱𝘦а𝗱 o𝘯 a𝗇y 𝖽𝗲𝗏𝘪𝖼𝖾 𝘰𝗇.с𝘰𝘮

“You should’ve died ages ago, Amelia!” she spat, her fingers clawing toward Amelia’s grip on the ladder.

Nora’s gaze turned icy as she barked, “Don’t make me let you go p>

She loosened her hold on Dayna just enough to make her heart lurch. Panicked, Dayna clung tighter, her strength sapped, no longer able to threaten Amelia.

Nora’s mind wrestled with the urge to let Dayna fall, her recent action burning in her chest. Yet her upbringing held her back, tethering her to compassion despite her fury. She couldn’t just let Dayna die.

Holding the window with one hand and Dayna with the other, Nora felt her strength begin to waver. Though Dayna was slender, her weight was a heavy burden for one arm to bear. Each attempt to hoist her up ended in vain.

From below, Weldon’s heart thundered as he watched the scene. When he saw Amelia clutch the rope ladder, his heartbeat finally resumed its rhythm.

“Hang on, Amelia! I’m coming to help you!” he called, scaling the ladder without a safety line.

The ladder swayed wildly under his weight, making Amelia’s grip falter.

“Amelia, reach for me p>

Weldon’s voice rang out as he reached Amelia’s side, his hand outstretched.

Amelia, her face etched with determination, extended her trembling hand toward him when a piercing scream shattered the air.

It was Dayna, her strength utterly spent. Her grip on Nora’s hand faltered, and she slipped, plummeting downward.

Instinctively, Amelia lunged to catch Dayna’s flailing hand as she fell past her.

“Amelia p>

Weldon and Nora’s voices collided in a chorus of dread, their cries echoing with raw panic.

Nora, forged by years of military training, possessed a strength that surpassed most. It was this iron resolve that allowed her to hold Dayna’s weight with one hand while anchoring herself to the window’s edge with the other for so long.

But Amelia was no soldier — just a woman with a brave heart.

The moment her fingers closed around Dayna’s, the force yanked her downward, pulling her from the ladder in an instant.

“Amelia p>