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!”

in anger, her face contorted with

raised the bottle, attempting to salvage whatever

glint in his

body, and she screamed hysterically. The sickening sound of burning flesh

large crowd, with shocked onlookers

chaos, someone calling for an ambulance

Barlow turned to Rosalynn, concern etched on

“I’m fine!”

fear

had not expected Brylee to

growing paler as he groaned in pain, his

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