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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.

she be just like Sierra

had suggested, it was because she had never taken a

to kill me now, Nathael

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

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

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voice barely a whisper in Maggie’s ear. “What

next instant, the pressure on his hand intensified. The dagger pierced his flesh with a

startlingly clear, as though it could penetrate one’s

She suddenly released her hold and

as the punch landed squarely on his face. He

the next moment, Maggie swiftly pulled out the

seven–centimeter–long gash appeared on Timmothy’s face. The blood streaked down the wound, thick as undiluted ink, lending an eerie air to

but flinch, and the mercenaries nearby took a couple of

face Timmothy, disregarding the mercenaries” presence. With a cold stare, she confessed, I

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

he cares enough to protect you,

your actions.”

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

about the reasons for Timmothy’s

to admit his own mistakes, but he didn’t want to expose Timmothy’s faults.

shielding his brother, just as he had done in their past lives, avoiding

out a chilling laugh, a hint of madness flickering across his face. “You know nothing. Don’t act self–righteous on behalf of others!”

she observed him coldly. She said, “Whatever debt Nathael owes you, I’ll repay

to find this amusing. His gaze turned colder as he retorted,

challenged, refusing to back

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scrutinizing the woman before him with