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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at her

"Please don’t throw it in!" She

her arrogance get the

mercenary picked up the severed hand and, with

it into the meat grinder.

devoured by the

watched in horror as everything unfolded

eyes—they were serious.

lingering scent of iron, the basement

reeked of fresh blood.

the barbaric scene before her,

such terror that she

bulged as she

"Continue," Nathan said chillingly.

remaining limbs were hacked off

grinder. Each time she

splash of cold water dragged her

consciousness.

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reduced to a trembling

on

me,"

that she wished

out

a cruel

you think of

streamed down Janice’s face

hurt my daughter.

me. Don’t hurt her."

"You care about

insult the person

you deserve