Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 383

The moment Felicia saw Baldy, she immediately recognized him as the sniper watching her from the balcony on the seventh floor.

“Who sent you?”

She sat on the hospital bed, her face pale from blood loss, making her dark, bright eyes stand out even more. There was a fire burning in the depths of her gaze.

Now, in such a dire situation, Baldy knew exactly what his fate was.

He was going to die anyway, so he chose not to speak.

Turning his face away, he sneered. “Kill me quickly. I’ve been in this line of work for years, and if I were afraid of death, I wouldn’t have chosen this profession!”

She got out of bed, walked slowly toward him, bent down, and grabbed his chin with her bandaged hand. With a swift movement, there was a loud cracking sound.

His jaw was dislocated.

Felicia flipped her palm and threw a black pill into Baldy’s mouth, her voice calm.“You won’t die, but you’ll wish you did.”

A quick and easy death wasn’t on the table.

patted his face, and wiped her hands clean before returning to

expression cold and unafraid, even though the poison

nine people who had brought

you’re the one paying,

a range of torture methods,

head. His face turned red, and he began

like

floor in agony. He seemed to be

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his Iron Skull Technique couldn’t withstand it. Blood

mercenary and the remaining nine stepped

couldn’t even scream. His throat emitted a horrible wheezing sound, and his face

deeply regretted his

one knew the torment

insides, an itch so

pulled and stretched, ready to split

choked, preventing him from making any sound other than frantic gasps, trapping him in

watched quietly, her expression

feet and began banging his head on the ground. His words were broken and uneven. “I… I’ll talk… I’ll tell you