Not A Small-Town Girl

Chapter 179-2

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A bucket of ice-cold water splashed over Janice, and she

jolted awake with a gasp, her eyes wide with terror.

"How dare youtorture me! I’ll report

you to the authorities. The Locke

family weg tlet this stand,” Janice ~

shrieked@l want to see Mr. S

Charriagton. You can’t do this tome.

If I diein this place, my soul will

never rest—’ll come for you"

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Nathan took a drag and tossed the cigarette. He chuckled

and said, "Even the Locke family you rely on needs to

make an appointment to see Mr. Charrington. Who the hell

do you think you are?

"Do you know how many people have died in this

basement? Each one cursed us with their dying breaths.

Their curses didn’t save them. Neither will yours."

“Since you’re so fond of cursing, let’s see how tough you

are." Nathan’s voice was unnervingly cold. "Chop off her

limbs and toss them in the grinder."

"No, please! Don’t—" Janice cried out.

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The mercenary stepped forward

gleaming blade

one of her hands in

rate Blood sprayed atross

floor as

scteam filled the room.

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her

throw it in!" She shouldn’t

get the better

the

into the meat grinder.

devoured

in horror as

eyes—they were serious.

lingering scent of iron, the

reeked of fresh blood.

by the barbaric scene before her, Fiona

terror that she lost control of

bulged as she thought, ‘They’re

"Continue," Nathan said chillingly.

Janice’s remaining limbs were hacked

into the grinder. Each time she

a splash of cold water dragged

consciousness.

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trembling shell of a

on the edge of

kill me,"

wished she could just

out here in

said with a cruel smile.

of

Janice’s

daughter. Do whatever you

me. Don’t hurt her."

about someone

the person Mr. Charrington cares

think you