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Chapter 955

Chapter 955

"We can talk. But first, I need to settle this person..."

Charlotte choked Cynthia's throat forcefully while glaring at her viciously. Like a furious lioness, she exuded a murderous and hostile aura.

She was exerting so much force that Cynthia almost suffocated.

Everyone was stunned.

They had never expected Charlotte, who used to be so weak and gentle, to become so powerful!

It was as if she was a completely different person...

"What are you doing? Let go of her!"

Taylor stepped forward to stop Charlotte, but Morgan shoved him away.

"Stop!" bellowed Henry furiously. "How dare you cause trouble in the Nacht residence?"

"The Nacht residence?" Charlotte scoffed mockingly, "It's a place where evil deeds are concealed, where justice is buried!"

"You..."

Henry was rendered speechless, for no one had rebuked him like that before.

"Let me tell you this..." Charlotte moved closer to Cynthia and growled through gritted teeth, "If you want to steal the man, I can't even be bothered with you. However, if you use my daughter to provoke me and put up an act to disgust me, I won't tolerate your existence!"

With that, Charlotte exerted even more force, such that Cynthia could not bear it anymore.

"No..." Taylor yelled out in a frenzy, "Mr. Nacht, save her!"

"Stop that woman!" Henry instructed his subordinates.

Immediately, more than ten guns pointed at Charlotte.

"What are you doing?" Zachary stepped forward. "Put the guns down!"

However, as they were Henry's subordinates, they did not listen to his instructions.

Morgan and the rest immediately raised their guns and aimed at Henry.

She even yelled furiously, "If any of you dare to shoot Ms. Lindberg, we'll drag Henry down with us to our deathbed!" "How outrageous! Simply too outrageous!"

Spencer was so furious that he trembled. The Lindberg family is so lawless! How dare they try to attack Mr. Nacht?

"Stop right now!" Zachary rushed forward to stop Charlotte. "Stop kicking up a fuss, Charlotte. They'll actually shoot you!"

"What's wrong? Are you worried for me?" She shot him a resentful glare. "Zachary, I have nothing but contempt for you. You don't even care about the safety of your own family just for the sake of a woman!"

"I told you to stop precisely because I'm concerned for Ellie's safety." Zachary started to panic. "We haven't found Dr. Felch yet. If anything happens to Ellie, we still need to rely on her. Please, for the sake of our child, spare Cynthia!"

When Charlotte heard that, she froze for a moment. Yeah, Dr. Felch isn't here yet and I didn't manage to invite Francesco. At least Cynthia can still save Ellie for the time being...

If I kill her, I won't have any other options.

At that thought, Charlotte released her grip slowly.

"Ugh..."

Cynthia crumpled onto the floor. Clutching her throat, she kept retching.

"Cynthia..." Taylor rushed forward and helped her up.

Meanwhile, the medical staff from the Blackwood family cowered at the side fearfully, not daring to approach her.

"Let me tell you this. If you dare to play any more tricks, I'll kill you immediately," warned Charlotte hostilely.

"You've gone overboard!" yelled Taylor agitatedly. "Mr. Nacht, Cynthia came to the Nachts' residence to save someone; yet, she's been so horribly abused here. You must seek justice for us!" "Zachary!" Although Henry was glaring at Charlotte, he instructed Zachary, "Chase this madwoman out."

"Grandpa..."

"If you don't do it, I'll order my subordinates to do it!" bellowed Henry furiously. "This is the Nacht residence. Anyone from the Lindberg family is not allowed to cause trouble here!" Afterward, he clutched his chest and coughed profusely.

"Don't be agitated, Mr. Nacht." Spencer patted his back anxiously.

When Zachary saw him acting like that, he remembered what the doctor said about Henry's days being numbered. With his resolve wavering after seeing his grandfather's condition, he turned around and glanced at Charlotte.

However, before he could say anything, Charlotte's sharp glare cut him off.