Chapter 339

Evelyn Laurent's slender fingers clamped onto the tail of the two-meter-long python.

The thick serpent, as wide as a man's arm, sliced through the air in a vicious arc.

Her gaze sharp as a blade, arm muscles taut, she swung the dangerous reptile like a toy.

"Thank God I didn't bring Alexander," she thought with relief.

The crew member's jaw nearly hit the ground.

The drone camera shook violently, clearly startled by the terrifying scene.

Ethan Sullivan reacted instantly, pulling the staff member back.

The live chat exploded.

[OMG! Are those biceps for real?]

[Sister Evelyn is a total badass! She's treating that snake like a jump rope.]

[Ethan dodged so fast LOL]

[I could watch this clip a hundred times!]

The hashtag #EvelynLaurentPythonToss rocketed up the trending charts.

The footage captured every detail:

Ethan executed a flawless roll to evade the attack.

Evelyn struck like lightning, seizing the snake's tail with precision.

The python traced a perfect parabola before landing limp in the distant grass.

"Done." Evelyn dusted her hands as if swatting a mosquito.

She turned to forage for medicinal herbs.

Her delicate fingers parted the dense foliage, quickly gathering what she needed.

"Better prepare extra snake repellent sachets," she calculated.

The memory of Bianca Fairchild being bullied made her eyes frost over.

Ethan wordlessly bundled two large loads of vines.

They trekked back under the weight of their haul.

The setting sun stretched their shadows long.

The vine bundles resembled moving hills on their backs.

Yet their strides remained steady and strong.