Let’s start all over again,shall we?

hapter 376 The Villain Dies from Excessive Talking

Maggie found herself tumbling to the ground in a bewildered state. What set this existence apart from her previous one was her unwavering consciousness throughout.

“Ms. Cameron, the person has arrived. You may settle the supplementary charge at your convenience, a foreign male voice reverberated.

Moments later, the sound of footsteps drew nearer. Sierra observed Maggie’s abrupt descent to the ground, her own countenance twisting into a smug and malevolent grin.

Speedily, Sierra completed the transaction, convinced that no expenditure had ever been as justified.

To her surprise, a small sum proved sufficient to plunge her most loathed individual into utter despair.

Despite the mercenaries‘ singular focus on monetary gain, irritating as it was, Sierra couldn’t refute their commendable efficiency.

In elegant high heels, Sierra strode towards Maggie, flanked by several mercenaries who appeared as though they answered solely to her.

For this encounter with Maggie, Sierra meticulously altered her attire and applied makeup with precision.

In the past few days, she secretly returned to the Camerons and sold much of her previous jewellery and accessories. Now, she had some extra cash on hand.

Sierra had restrained herself for far too long. With Maggie now within her grasp, she was determined to present herself in impeccable form.

“Wake her up!” Sierra’s voice, chilled yet tinged with an unexplainable thrill, commanded.

In a bid to evade such treatment, Maggie promptly opened her eyes, only to be met with the unwelcome splash of cold water dousing her head.

Maggie remained silent.

Her expression is kind of speaking like: This is really frustrating!

The icy water seeped swiftly through her clothing, delivering a bone–deep chill reminiscent of early

winter.

Maggie’s eyelashes glistened with a thin veil of mist as she patiently awaited the trickle of water to subside before slowly opening her eyes.

“How is it? My dear Maggie, are you pleased to see me?”

Sierra crouched down, a gleam of amusement in her eyes.

She still had that somewhat youthful face and could be considered pretty and delicate–looking, but unfortunately, it was coupled with an exceptionally malicious heart.

an icy intensity as memories of

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promptly.

typically emerged only after being rescued by Nathael and

Harris? He’s ruthless and heartless, capable of such cruelty towards you! And yet he pretends to be deeply affectionate, saving you with false

to torment you! He hates you, yet he wants you alive. Such a man

leave. Forget about the family affairs. I

turned into two holes? So what

Nathael for you. I

Maggie remained silent.

concern and sympathy in front of her. At that time, Maggie had already suffered a tremendous blow, and

behind her words completely

considerable time, she came to grasp the existence of truly malevolent

Maggie’s hair, compelling her to meet her

certainly possess thick skin. I anticipated you skulking away like a rat, but instead, you display

mention of this, the smile on Sierra’s face waned slightly, morphing into a menacing

her gaze fixed on Sierra with a smile devoid of warmth, as she

Sierra’s throat, and she struggled to voice her question, “Why did Ivan and I lose control that

control? Shouldn’t that be a question you ask

you say?”

a sharp slap across Maggie’s face, her features

Maggie. Your destiny will be no less than tenfold or a hundredfold worse than mine!”

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identified the optimal vantage point. Simultaneously, personnel from various

lifted his binoculars, his gaze fixated on the unfolding

wait for her to move first?” Nathael’s voice was cold, and his eyes were shadowed with intensity.

cast a quick glance at the reporter beside him and managed a strained smile. “Mr. Harris, the timeframe is rather tight. It’s somewhat

performance. At the very least, she needed

complete his sentence, Nathael’s gaze locked on him.

a faint aura of animosity from his furrowed brows. His sombre, penetrating gaze

to devour someone.

his head

silent reporter and

need to worry, Mr. Harris!”