Chapter: 679

A sizzling sound filled the air as the Liquid in the bottle fell to the ground and ate away at the pavement, revealing its corrosive nature.

It was some form of acid!

Rosalynn remained motionless, her soul momentarily departing as she stared at the sizzling foam on the ground.

Had it not been for Barlow’s intervention, her face would have been disfigured.

“Rosalynn, you wretched person! It’s all your fault! Rot in hell!”

her face contorted with

the bottle, attempting to salvage whatever contents remained to pour on

glint in his eye, Barlow swiftly kicked

The sickening

large crowd, with

the chaos, someone calling for

concern etched on his face.

“I’m fine!”

reassured Barlow, a lingering fear from

Brylee to resort to pouring acid on

growing paler as he

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