Chapter 889

Catelyn froze in place.

’On the count of three, if you don't take your shirt off, I will send your Mr. Wagner to hell!" the man threatened.

Catelyn looked at Alfred deeply.

He could no longer speak as the injury was so serious that he could only blink his eyes, signaling her not to do so.

Tears rolled down Catelyn's cheeks.

She glanced at the vicious kidnapper before she spat, "Do it, then. I won't take my clothes off. If he dies, I'll avenge his death one day!"

Instead of being raped in front of Alfred, she preferred to die with him.

easily.

upon realizing that Catelyn was not

one of them reached out and

the ground in the refusal, and the two kidnappers

cursed and struggled against their hands but to

urge to vomit, and when the two kidnappers were not paying

the two kidnappers

Get the hell away from me!” screamed Catelyn as she clasped the pistol tightly with both hands, aiming it at the

attitude and persuaded

calm down, Miss Clark.

us go! Set US free! Now!" Catelyn's emotions were on the verge of self­destruction as

outside the door. You can just leave and drive. Just... don't point

into the car while pointing the gun at

toward the factory door at a strangely slow

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