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.

think of the noodles now? Doesn’t it

worsening state. It was clear that Nyomi was barely holding

knowing that showing concern might provoke Lindsay into even

just do nothing. Nyomi wouldn’t survive

devised

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question worked. Lindsay, intrigued and eager to gloat, turned her full attention away from Nyomi. She let out a dark, triumphant laugh,

with pride as she launched into a detailed

must face a miserable end! Harlee, once I take your life, Hale

twisted into sinister

Bloodthirstiness Pill! But I’ll make sure he

as she caught the

Bloodthirstiness Pill?

creation.

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