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Chapter 286 Maggie is Ruthless

Timmothy turned around. He placed the dagger in her hand and pointed it at his own heart.

Maggie blinked her eyes in disbelief as she looked at him.

He smiled and gazed at him with clear eyes. Timmothy applied more pressure to her hand, urging the dagger closer to his chest.

Maggie’s eyes welled up with tears. She couldn’t help but wonder if lunacy ran into their family.

Both Nathael and Timmothy seemed to share similar traits.

Timmothy towered over her, his presence casting a shadow on Maggie. Despite his imposing stature, he smiled at her with difficulty. “Go ahead, kill me. I can assure you they’ll release you once I’m gone,” he said.

His tone was light and eerily persuasive, drawing her towards the abyss.

Maggie felt a lump form in her throat, and a thin layer of sweat formed on her brow.

Kill him?

It crossed her mind that eliminating him could alleviate many of Nathael’s future troubles.

However, did she have the right to decide his fate without knowing the extent of Timmothy’s actions. against Nathael?

“Have you ever taken a life?”

He noticed her action. Timmothy chuckled and guided her hand, urging the dagger deeper into his flesh.

A dark red stain spread, creeping up his black shirt like a morbid flower blooming,

Maggie’s hand trembled as she gripped the dagger tightly, but she found herself unable to follow through.

In that moment, Maggie realized she had lost the battle.

She simply couldn’t bring herself to do it.

wouldn’t she be just like Sierra and the others?

as Timmothy had suggested, it was because she had

me now, Nathael could find you a lawyer and argue for self–defense,” he

themselves locked in a stalemate. He continued to press the blade down, while she remained unable to push

despised her own powerlessness.

deep down, Maggie had to acknowledge that she couldn’t go through with it. She couldn’t bring herself to pierce his heart or slit his throat, especially not when he spoke so calmly, with a smile

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a whisper in Maggie’s

The dagger pierced his flesh with a

clear, as though it could

suddenly released her

Timmothy staggered as the punch landed squarely on his face. He was momentarily stunned.

swiftly pulled out the dagger and slashed viciously across his

appeared on Timmothy’s face. The blood streaked down the wound, thick as undiluted ink,

couple of

trickled down Maggie’s forehead as she turned to face Timmothy, disregarding the mercenaries” presence. With a cold stare, she confessed, I couldn’t bring myself to kill you, but that doesn’t mean 1

his eyes dark and mysterious, a

remained steady as she continued, “I don’t know why you hate Nathael so much, but since he cares enough to protect

your actions.”

regarded her with an unreadable expression. Now, her eyes exuded a fierce, unrestrained intensity, as if she

words were sincere, she had asked Nathael about the reasons for Timmothy’s resentment, but he had remained tight–lipped.

admit his own mistakes, but he

way, he was shielding his brother, just as he had done in their past

out a chilling laugh, a hint of madness flickering across his face. “You know nothing.

as she observed him coldly. She

amusing. His gaze turned colder as he retorted, “Do you really think you can

tell me,” Maggie challenged, refusing to back down.

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down, scrutinizing the woman before him