Chapter 173 Tenderness Reserved for Sylvester

As the head rolled away, Lela watched John's lifeless body. Her eyes reddened, yet a laugh escaped her lips.

It wasn't enough! Not nearly enough!

A person like him deserved to be tormented to death.

Sylvester saw the intense hatred lingering in Lela's eyes, his left hand trembling slightly as he quickly embraced her. "Lela, do you feel better now?" She shook her head. "Not yet."

Not minding the blood that covered her, Sylvester picked Lela up. "Okay, let me handle what's next, alright?"

Lela tilted her head, her cold gaze shifting from John's figure to Sylvester, smiling innocently but with chilling undertones. "Okay."

She then pointed to two figures in the bathtub. "And those two."

Sylvester looked deeply into her eyes, ready to fulfill any request. With his lips barely parted, he whispered, "Alright."

A cold smile played on Lela's lips as she wrapped her arms around Sylvester's neck. "Sylvester, I want the powers behind them crumbled too."

softly compelling. "Alright, I'll make it happen. Shall we go clean up now?" The

the bathroom door; Sylvester glanced sideways and spoke with a

glances, then bowed their heads.

carried Lela back to their room to clean up while Ethan immediately ordered a lockdown

forces and headed

John's gang

stood exposed to one another, their bloodstained clothes

wrapped around her waist, his right hand gently washing away the blood from her hair, her face, and

balls of her feet atop his, her slender arms lightly holding him

no trace of desire in Sylvester's eyes as he meticulously

amber eyes reflected nothing but

Lela

in similar moments, she would have concocted playful

this helpless, unsure of how best to

loved his

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