Chapter 218:

Norah sampled the cake with just two bites before setting her spoon aside. Only a small portion had been eaten, leaving the majority untouched on the plate.

“Aren’t you going to finish it?” Sean asked.

“It’s overly sweet for my taste,” Norah replied.

Sean slid a freshly poured glass of lemonade toward her, a drink he had ordered while she sampled the cake.

“This should help cut through the sweetness,” he said.

After a couple of sips, the tart lemonade mingled with the residual sweetness in Norah’s mouth. She paused and then indulged in two more sips. Despite its sweetness, dessert had a way of lifting spirits.

and delivered chilling news in a steady voice. “Sean, ever wonder what’s inside there? It’s fingers. This bag holds the fingers

the twenty fingers. Norah’s expression remained stoic,

meant by fingers. He vividly recalled

that she could possess a bag of human fingers seemed

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you can’t be serious. Right?” After a brief pause, Sean’s gaze moved from the bag to lock with Norah’s

words, Norah cleared the table,

wafted out, revealing a grotesque collection of human fingers. The cuts were clean, evidently done with a knife, and every finger

a construction site. They tore at her clothes and aggravated her injuries, which led me to sever each of their fingers,” Norah observed Sean’s increasingly rigid expression,

escape was futile. A simple slash across their throats was all it took to end their lives.” Her voice was

this incident might cast her in a merciless, unfeeling light in Sean’s eyes. Yet, what did that matter? If her actions could serve as retribution for

raised her head, she found herself enveloped

back tenderly and added, “Do you really think

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