Chapter 837:

Hunger was a universal weakness, and as long as Harlee craved sustenance, Lindsay had a way to exploit her.

Lindsay held up a steaming bowl of fragrant noodles and waved it tantalizingly.

“Hungry? Beg me, and I might share.”

Nyomi, pale from blood loss and struggling to stay conscious, turned her head with great difficulty to glare at Lindsay.

“Miss Morgan, let Miss Sanderson go.”

“Old hag! You still have the energy to talk, huh?” Lindsay sneered. Without hesitation, she pulled a dagger from her waist and drove it into Nyomi’s thigh.

Blood spattered from the wound, some of it landing in the noodles Lindsay held.

With cruel delight, she stirred the blood into the dish and sneered at Harlee.

you think of the noodles now? Doesn’t it smell even more delicious with this old hag’s

heart tightened as she watched Nyomi’s worsening state. It was clear that Nyomi

her worry, knowing that showing concern might provoke Lindsay into

just do nothing. Nyomi wouldn’t survive much

Harlee devised

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her full attention away

voice dripped with pride as she launched into a detailed explanation. She described how she had feigned

a miserable end! Harlee, once I take

twisted into sinister

me with the Bloodthirstiness Pill! But I’ll make

mind raced as she caught the

Bloodthirstiness Pill?

creation. That explained Lindsay’s sudden violent and erratic behavior—her bloodlust, fury, and heightened

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