Chapter 629

The voice sent chills down Debra's spine. Instinctively, she took a step back, but before she could retreat further, her wrists were gripped tightly.

Drake stood just inches away from her, his pale eyes glinting with sinister amusement that made her skin crawl.

"Scared of me?"

"Screw you!"

Her strength took Drake by surprise as she tore her hands free. Without hesitation, she swung her arm and slapped him across the face with all the force she could muster. The sharp sound of the slap echoed in the air, releasing the fury, frustration, and hatred that had built up inside her.

This bastard had treated her like prey, dragging her into a sick, twisted game.

"Mr. Lowe!" Peter freaked out.

Drake's face reddened from the impact of Debra's slap, and a trickle of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. But instead of reacting with anger, he casually wiped the blood away, inspecting it with a cold, detached expression.

all these years, you're the first to make

Debra mocked, eyes blazing with defiance. "I can make you bleed a second

with unsettling interest. He waved

pulling a knife from his belt. "Imagine I chop off your hands, sending each to Marion and Juan. Do you think they'd lose their

bone-chilling coldness There was no humanity in

back, "Why don't you try? Let's see who loses their mind

fear. If anything,

Drake's smirk faltered, the

his eyes fading as he bent down, bringing the blade dangerously close to her hand. He had

frustrated sigh, he slammed the knife into the deck

he muttered, standing up.

replied the two men,

she heaved a sigh of relief. Her back was soaked in cold

bluffing, and it had

was after just two encounters. He thrived on power and control,

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