Chapter 1151

Grace said, “Let go! Jason and I are over, and he doesn’t want to see me either. I think it’ll only make him angrier if you bring me in!”

Patrick glared at Grace. “Do you want Jason to kill someone? I don’t care if you guys are really over, but no one can die here today!”

With that, Patrick dragged Grace into the private room.

It was a private room, but it looked more like a hall that was about 200 square meters. It had a bar, a billiards table, a game table, a karaoke booth… and a small stage that could be used for performances.

A middle-aged man was on his knees, begging for mercy on a space that ought to be empty in the middle of the room.

There was a pair of tweezers, stained with blood, in front of the middle-aged man.

the tweezers, her

scenes seemed to be imprinted on her soul,

middle of the night, she would once again dream of those cold

it would never understand such paint

not do it again. Really!” The man kept kowtowing. His face was bruised, and there was blood

cold voice only spat

looked at Jason who

turtleneck sweater with black trousers today, and that made his face look colder. His delicate features were still the same, but there was an extreme chill and ruthlessness in

an aura that seemed to carry a sharp edge, making people afraid to get close to him. It was like a

the tweezers with trembling hands. Just as he was about to

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in the private room, including those outside it, turned

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