From A Prisoner To A Big Short’s Inheritor

Chapter 191

Meanwhile, in the Northbound Warehouse, a little boy, Owen Bailey, was hiding behind the container, shivering. In front of him, Natalie stood with her arms spread out to protect him.

Her clothes were in tatters, and her face was stained with blood. She stared at a

middle-aged man, Ivan Walton, standing not far from her in the warehouse in fear and anger.

Behind Ivan were several subordinates with

sinister smiles.

“Ms. Bailey, hand over that phial, or you and your brother will die.”

Ivan stared at Natalie, his face full of coldness.

His palms were covered with blood, and his clothes were splattered with plenty of blood.

The blood belonged to the Bailey family, and he was the one who exterminated the Bailey family with his own hands.

“You killed my family. Your hands are stained with the blood of the Bailey family, and you still want to get the phial. Impossible! Dream on!”

Natalie said with a look of hatred, “Even if I die, I won’t reveal the whereabouts of the phial.”

“Really?”

A look of ferocity flashed across Ivan’s eyes.

He had killed the Bailey family and naturally didn’t mind killing Natalie, but he didn’t get the phial yet. He had to force Natalie to tell him the whereabouts of the phial. Otherwise, he would lose track of the phial forever.

“The phial was bought by the Bailey family. In order to get the bottle, you killed everyone in the Bailey family. With such a feud, I will not let you off even in the afterlife,” Natalie said, gritting her teeth.

Natalie knew very well that with Ivan’s ruthlessness, even if she told the whereabouts of the phial, he would not let her go. Since death was inevitable, she couldn’t let her enemy benefit from it.

massacre of the Bailey family, Natalie fled to the

just happened to come. The ringtone instantly

Ivan into pieces, but

was

and the depths of his

would die anyway, so it was

the contents in that phial were so

flew out of his hand, and it flew

splattered from her knees. Natalie fell to her knees directly

would not kill Natalie directly. He wanted to force her to expose the whereabouts

asked with sinister eyes, “Are you willing to tell

that her head

shook her head

sneer

can make me give in this way? In

how much backbone you

next moment, Ivan walked up to Natalie and grabbed her

head hard against the floor. After several hits, Natalie’s face was already bloody.

Ivan raised his leg and kicked Natalie on the head. Natalie was kicked 13 or 17 feet away,

how are you?”

rushed to Natalie with tears and kept

please don’t die…”

“I’m fine.”

up from the floor.

will not die.”

grabbed

the dagger made a sound rubbing against the bones in Natalie’s knee.

pain, trembling all over, and she almost