Babel Novel
Chapter 842
Meanwhile, Nash seized Mr. Joker's wrist, and the two immediately engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand combat.
Pharaoh's quarters, heavily guarded at the entrance, were surprisingly devoid of people inside. Without Pharaoh's permission, no one dared enter. The spacious interior muffled the sounds of Nash and Mr. Joker's struggle, ensuring that the outside guards remained unaware.
At that moment, Nash tried to shake off Mr. Joker and rush inside, but Mr. Joker caught up, and the two were now locked in a fierce, evenly matched fight.
Inside, Pharaoh still held the gun. Nina stood frozen.
She had witnessed the atrocities committed by the allied forces, seen Mrs. Quintana torment other girls right in front of her, and encountered numerous injured people. But she had never encountered from this close.
In the next moment, she felt a heavy weight on her shoulder as Micah pulled her into his arms. "You can't do this to my woman. If she dies, I guarantee you'll lose a son." Micah's words were sharp and clear. Nina's mind was in a daze. Micah was Pharaoh's son, wielding significant power here. If Pharaoh stepped down, Micah would be the next in line. And now, Micah was willing to stand up to his own father for her.
She didn't think she had such charm, and her mind raced, trying to understand why Micah was so protective of her. Where had it all started?
"Are you truly determined to protect her?" Pharaoh's voice was cold and hostile.
Micah didn't hesitate, "Yes, and I mean what I say."
With that, Micah held Nina tightly and walked away without looking back. Pharaoh watched them leave, his gaze darkening.
This woman, Nina, had not only bullied Ivy but was now driving a wedge between him and his son. A mere test had revealed the depth of Micah's feelings for her. Pharaoh knew the dangers of a woman like her.
"Shadow, keep an eye on them," Pharaoh ordered.
Shadow stepped forward, bowing respectfully, "Yes, sir."
Outside, Nina was now supporting Micah. Seeing Nash and Mr. Joker still looked in combat, Micah shouted, "Enough! Joker, take me
back. Let this man escort Nina"
The fight ceased immediately. Mr. Joker, seeing the blood on Micah's shoulder, rushed to his side, while Nash quickly moved to Nina.
Nina hesitated but then spoke, "Micah, are you alright?"
"It's not a critical wound, I'm fine," Micah brushed off her concern.
He had been through worse and this injury was nothing to him. He had been ruthlessly thrown into a training camp by his father since he was four, and Mr. Joker was someone he had brought out from that very camp.
Nina remained silent. She noticed that since Micah had been shot in the shoulder blade, he hadn't cried out or even flinched.
In the next moment, she found herself in a familiar, warm embrace. The familiar warmth and scent of Nash surrounded her as he held her tightly.
Micah shouted, "What are you still standing here for? Get out of here!"
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Mr. Joker supported Micah back to his quarters, with Shadow observing everything silently.
Back at Micah's quarters, Mr. Joker quickly retrieved a medical kit.
He was long accustomed to dealing with gunshot wounds. He injected a local anesthetic and skillfully used a scalpel to cut around the wound. He then used the forceps to carefully extract the bullet.