Chapter 442 Chapter 442 The Executioner

It turned out Melody had known all along.

She smiled faintly, her gaze shifting slowly to the phone clenched tightly in Suzanna's hand.

With ease, she snatched it away.

Taking a look at the screen, she noticed the call on the other end had already been disconnected.

It was as if Suzanna had never dialed that number.

As if the person on the other end had never even answered.

Melody stared at the familiar number, the call lasting no more than ten seconds, a cold gleam flashing in her eyes.

Why had she called Arnold in her moment of desperation?

And his attitude... It was a stark contrast to how he used to treat her back in the Shield family.

Once, Arnold had clearly been more protective of her.

But just now ...

Melody's mind was a mess.

she tightened her grip and with a vicious yank, tore

pain was so excruciating that she wished she could faint

But she didn't dare.

Melody might torment her next. The hall was packed with people at the

her orchestrated livestream had been cut off or sabotaged by Tyrell or the

here in the hall, no matter how many of

present, too. He

Just as she expected.

piece of skin off the back of

how unruly Suzanna is, no matter how badly she's

if you're furious and want to

need for you to do it yourself, staining your hands with blood. What, are you trying to play

Tyrell loomed silently, and Sean dared not push his reprimand too far. Instead, he

extra glance. She bent down, picked up the severed finger still warm

say more, but his reflexes kicked

he instinctively

his fingers gave the

Warm. Soft. Damp.

Strangely... tactile.

another pinch, and his eyes almost

"Ah!"

scream shattered the tense silence of

wits. Panicking, he tried to fling the severed finger

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