Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 483

For a split second, I felt the Grim Reaper glaring at me.

I may be brave, but I had never killed anyone, never witnessed such a bloody scene. The chainsaw in my hand dropped to the floor as my grip was lost in shock.

“I’ve killed three people already, and one more won’t make a difference. You’ve got guts, trying to cut me up with that chainsaw,” the murderer sneered, his eyes bloodshot. He raised his hand in a threatening gesture, trying to intimidate me.

I won’t lie, I was scared. But I couldn’t afford to be. If anything happened to me, my two kids would be done for.

“If you want money, name your price. I’ll give you anything you want, as long as you don’t hurt me,” I managed to keep my voice steady. “The police are after you, and you’ll need money to escape. I can help you get out of Eldoria, and even arrange for someone to get you out of the country. Think about it.”

My words struck a chord with the murderer. He knew he was a dead man walking if he got caught, and I was offering him money and a ticket out of the country.

Why wouldn’t he bite?

His eyes darted around as he asked, skeptical, “How can I trust you?”

“Your pocket, my phone. Give it to me, and I’ll show you my assets,” I said, maintaining eye contact.

The murderer eyed me warily for a long time before finally handing over my phone. But he didn’t let me have it directly. He asked me to unlock it with my face, then he started to check my financial information himself.

But all the important apps on my phone were password protected. One by one, I had to unlock them. Eventually, he had no choice but to hand me the phone to do it myself.

back was to call the police. But the murderer was watching me like a hawk. I had to pretend to check my financial data

skipped a beat and then

yard fell into silence. Both the murderer and I were staring at the gate, not saying a word, until we heard Neil’s voice from outside, “Irene,

feelings were mixed. Right now, I wished someone could save me from this dangerous situation. But why did

soon as he heard Neil’s voice. His bloody knife pressed against my waist.

my breath

a while, my phone rang. It was Neil again

away and hung up. When the noise outside died down, I finally spoke again. “He’s my ex-husband. We’re having some property disputes. He probably thought

to relax a bit. He returned my phone. “Keep going. I want to see if you have the means to help me. If

made my heart sink

left? I

the murderer some of my online assets on my

lit up with

lock was secured by a password, fingerprint, and facial recognition. Usually, Norah and I would use our fingerprints. We rarely used the password, which

the prospect of getting a fortune that he didn’t notice the movement behind him.

kept my face neutral. I watched Neil walk into the yard. His face turned pale at the sight of

person and had just been negligent, so as he turned around, he raised the dagger and, without even

the murderer with the chair before the knife could reach him. The murderer lost his grip on the knife. He was already injured from my earlier attack and was too weak

hitting him with the chair until the murderer passed

Neil’s fury. It seemed like he was going to kill the