Sophie felt a shiver run down her spine at the sound, and she instinctively moved back, only to have her wrists grasped tightly.

Odie was close, too close, his grey eyes gleaming with terrifying amusement.

"Are you afraid of me?"

"Afraid, my foot!"

With surprising strength, Sophie quickly broke free from Odie's grip and, in a swift motion, slapped him across the face. The slap seemed to release all the pent-up frustration and resentment she harbored in her chest.

This bastard had treated her like prey, engaging in a tense and thrilling chase.

"Mr. Odie!" Gattlin turned pale at the sight.

The impact of Sophie's slap had left Odie's cheek red, a trickle of blood emerging from the corner of his mouth. He nonchalantly wiped the blood away and smirked.

"In all these years, you're the first to make me bleed."

I can make you

Sophie on the ground. With a casual

and mused, "Tell me, if I were to chop off both your hands and send one to Colby and the other to James,

essence of Odie. Trashy people who found joy in

mad." Sophie's

gradually faded as

the fearless

eyes. He

actually harming her. He

knees, but her eyes showed

his hand striking down towards one of Sophie's hands. Sophie didn't even blink

hit the deck, missing

like that." Odie stood up and ordered

"Yes, sir!"

by the mercenaries, turning her back to Odie, she finally

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