"You think they can win?"
Sebastian's eyes were shadowed with malice. He leaned in close to Bianca’s face, his voice dropping to a lethal whisper. "Do you have any idea how much money Doyle Pharmaceuticals poured into this competition?"
"This Gauntlet is our ticket to the global market. The VIPs are watching."
"If we perform well, our funding doubles, and the Doyle family finally crushes the Lancasters to become the wealthiest family in Elyndor."
"If we lose..."
He sneered, his fingers digging deeper into her throat. "Do you know what happens then?"
"Not only is the family ruined, but you will die. Do you understand?"
Bianca was on the verge of blacking out. Her arms fell limp, her terrified eyes staring up at him in absolute horror.
Just as she thought he was actually going to snap her neck, Sebastian released his grip.
Bianca crumpled to the floor, gasping greedily for air and coughing violently.
Tears streamed down her face, leaving her looking utterly pathetic.
"My dear sister."
Sebastian murmured, looking down at her from his towering height.
He casually placed his shoe against her shoulder, pinning her to the floor. "We have to win this. There is no alternative."
"If we lose, I will personally send you to The Obsidian Sun Laboratory as a test subject. After all, your blood type is quite rare."
Bianca trembled uncontrollably, her pupils dilated in terror.
She knew.
Her brother was a psychopath, and he never made empty threats!
He would actually send her to that hellhole!
She curled into a ball, too afraid to move an inch.
"As for Serena..."
Sebastian licked his lips, the image of her stunning, indifferent face flashing in his mind.
A low, twisted chuckle escaped his throat.
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