NovelEnglish"You can dream on! Even in death, I wouldn't be caught dead with you!" "Oh? Now that's something I'd love to see. Would you really gamble with your life for Everett? Or letput it this way... if it was between you and him, who gets to live?" Lane hung up abruptly.
Dorothy stared at the now dark phone screen for a few seconds, sensing that things were far from simple. She immediately got up to find Everett.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThis was bigger than she thought, and despite Lane denying it, his words clearly hinted at something to do with Quincy's disappearance! When Lane returned to the rundown cottage on the outskirts, the chair Quincy was tied to had toppled over. She was struggling to escape! Hearing Lane's footsteps, Quincy truly felt like she was facing the devil himself.
"Tsk, tsk, couldn't make a run for it, huh?" "Please, letgo... I don't want to die..." Quincy's face was swollen beyond recognition.
Scars and sores adorned her face, making her look like a ghost.
But right now, her looks were the least of her concerns. She wasn't even sure if she could save her own life! "Let you go? Impossible." Lane walked over, this tnot with a knife, but a rusty axe, and squatted beside her. "Tell me, which hand did you use to poison Dorothy?" "...I was wrong, I truly was! I'll never harm Dorothy again!" Quincy's heart sank.
Lane was annoyed by her whimpering, his eyebrows knitting together. "I asked you a question, answer it! Or else, I'll cut off your tongue first!" "Dorothy may not be perfect, but she's my woman, the one I chose! You harm her, I seek revenge." Lane forcefully grabbed her right hand, sized it up, and raised the axe- edit en Find Quincy screamed in terror! "I was wrong, I was truly wrong! Ah! Ah!" After a dreadful scream, Quincy had lost her right hand.
Lane wasn't quite satisfied, smacking his lips, "That was a bit messy, sorry, I'll be gentler with the left!" "No, please, no!" Quincy had never felt so desperate.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe man before her was a monster! A complete psychopath! "Why do you refuse everything?" Lane frowned, but perhaps due to fatigue, he didn't continue to chopat her left hand. Instead, he stood up, throwing the axe aside, "Con, tell me, what do you like about Everett?" Quincy, pale from pain and her teeth chattering, could hardly think of anything.
But with her life in his hands, she had no choice but to try and cooperate.
"I... I just thought he could save my life, keepfrom being manipulated..."
"That's it?" Lane raised an eyebrow, "In the end, you're just infatuated with er his power!
"..." Quincy didn't dare to guess whether he was angry or not only lowering her head to look at her severed hand, her eyes red with pain.
"Everett is despicable! When he can't compete with a woman, he targete
my business! You actually felt something for such a man doesn't that make you despicable?! "Yes, yes! I'm despicable, I was wrong... I'll never like him again..." Lane shrugged with a smile, "Too late! You've no chance to correct your mistake!"
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