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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

merely about upholding her morals; perhaps, as Timmothy had suggested, it was because she had never taken a life

were to kill me now, Nathael could find you a lawyer and argue for self–defense,” he said calmly.

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

despised her own powerlessness.

she couldn’t go through with it. She couldn’t bring herself to pierce his heart or slit his throat, especially not when he

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voice barely a whisper in Maggie’s

his hand intensified. The dagger pierced his flesh with a dull thud,

startlingly clear, as though it could penetrate one’s eardrums.

her hold and swung a

landed squarely on his face. He

next moment, Maggie swiftly pulled out the dagger and slashed viciously across his

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

help but flinch, and the mercenaries nearby took a couple of steps forward, their dark

she confessed, I couldn’t bring myself to kill you, but that doesn’t mean 1 won’t leave you

head, his eyes dark and mysterious, a glimmer of something dancing

why you hate Nathael so much, but since he cares enough to protect you, I won’t disappoint him. We all have our struggles, but

your actions.”

unreadable expression. Now, her eyes exuded a fierce, unrestrained intensity, as

about the reasons

silence–he wasn’t afraid to admit his own mistakes, but he didn’t want

he had done in their

hint of madness flickering across his face. “You know

she observed him coldly. She said,

amusing. His gaze turned colder as he retorted,

tell me,” Maggie challenged, refusing

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looked down, scrutinizing the woman before him