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.

and wiped her hands clean before returning to

remained defiant, his expression cold and unafraid, even though the poison had already dissolved in his mouth. He

had

one paying, I can help you interrogate him if you want any

that with a range of torture

ground, suddenly raised his head. His face turned red, and he began struggling violently. His throat made rasping sounds,

was as though he was being slaughtered like a pig. Several people couldn’t

began writhing on the floor in agony. He seemed to be enduring unimaginable pain as he ripped apart the ropes

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it. Blood splattered everywhere, and the floor was nearly cracked from the force of

remaining nine stepped back in shock, instinctively retreating a few

so horrific that he couldn’t even scream. His throat emitted a horrible wheezing sound, and his face was twisted in

deeply regretted his

knew the torment he was

countless bugs were gnawing at his insides, an itch so intense it reached

the nerves in his head seemed to be pulled and stretched, ready to split

from making any sound other than

quietly, her expression calm

of surrender. Crawling desperately, he knelt at her feet and began banging his