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 in

her hands

rate Blood sprayed atross

floor as

scteam filled the room.

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her severed

don’t throw it in!" She

arrogance get the

the severed

into the meat grinder. In an

was devoured

horror as everything

eyes—they were serious.

the lingering scent

reeked of fresh blood.

scene

she lost control

eyes bulged as she thought, ‘They’re devils,

"Continue," Nathan said chillingly.

Janice’s remaining limbs were

into the grinder. Each time she passed out

cold

consciousness.

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reduced to a trembling shell of

mind teetering on

just kill me," Janice uttered. She

wished she could

way out

cruel smile. "Perhaps you’ll

you think of your

streamed down Janice’s

don’t hurt my daughter. Do

me. Don’t hurt her."

about someone too?

person Mr. Charrington cares

you