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

a gleaming blade in

of her

rate Blood sprayed atross

floor as

scteam filled the room.

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her severed

don’t throw it in!"

arrogance get

picked up the severed hand and, with

into the meat grinder. In an

devoured

as

eyes—they were serious.

with the lingering scent of

reeked of fresh blood.

by the barbaric scene before

such terror that she

eyes bulged as she thought, ‘They’re

"Continue," Nathan said chillingly.

Janice’s remaining limbs

the grinder. Each time she passed

cold water dragged her

consciousness.

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trembling shell

mind teetering on the edge

kill me,"

that she wished she could just

is an easy way out

a cruel smile.

think of your

Janice’s face as

don’t hurt my daughter. Do whatever you want

me. Don’t hurt her."

about

insult the person

you deserve