I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 513 You Won’t Die With Me Around

Sean’s basic information was available online, but it was kept highly confidential, indicating his desire to conceal the fact that he had damaged one of his teeth during his childhood due to excessive candy consumption.

After Vincent was convinced, he watched coldly as Sean was pulled towards the private underground entertainment arena along with the cage designed for gladiatorial combat.

“It doesn’t matter whether that woman lives or dies. She’s seriously injured, and if she’s thrown into the entertainment arena, she’ll die from infection within a couple of days. But Sean must die,” Vincent announced as he and the man continued to walk towards the audience area while he vented his frustrations.

“Without him, my daughter will eventually marry into the Davidson Family. When the time. comes, we’ll bring in the son-in-law, and his parents’ influence will work in our favor. We can launder over 100 billion funds through film production,” Vincent said, grinding his teeth in

anger.

“It’s all his fault!”

“I’ve prepared a fun game for him,” the man said with a smile.

Vincent was seething with anger, but he was excited about the upcoming game.

In this entertainment arena, the most exciting and thrilling aspect was the gladiatorial

combat.

In this setting, people could become beasts.

Similar to the cybernetic underground entertainment arena, the initial arrival of thrill- seeking guests was met with cheers.

Luna was lowered from the ropes, and her mind had been severely tormented, pushing her to the brink of a breakdown.

She huddled in the arena, her eyes vigilant as she looked around.

The deafening cheers and the jubilant atmosphere both terrified and overwhelmed her. keeping her on edge.

Just then, the center of the arena began to shake and slowly opened.

A cage covered in black fabric began to rise.

Luna was in a state of utter panic.

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picked up the

they

in began to

she was being pulled closer to

cage.

race the rotating floor, preventing the iron

cage, but she was certain that once she got closer, the scent of blood on her b*dy would undoubtedly attract whatever was

while crying

“She’s quite clever; she figured out the rules right

cheers

faster, the arena was filled with various colorful

to exhaustion, and her legs gave out as she

with despair as she struggled to get up and desperately

inside the cage wearing a specially designed helmet. Around him,

touched the cage, he

perhaps

gun in

true meaning of the

his a*sociates thought he would panic and shoot Abigail’s best friend if he thought she was a

would mean

it would

but couldn’t discern which ones were

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exhausted, and she

had dragged her against the cage’s

the sticky flesh and blood, he

with his other hand and said in a deep voice, “I’m Sean,

he said that, he handed

utterly