"See this? I hope you are not a vegetarian since I'm going to give you meat." Anna pointed at the toes. "Don't worry, Count. I'm sure I can help you digest everything. You shouldn't waste food, you know."

"You…" The Count was speechless. His body was shivering, realizing Anna was much more devilish than his imagination.

Anna suddenly stopped as if she remembered something. "Ah, right. I'm making soup. So, I should boil this first…"

Anna saw the Count's horrified expression. "Ah, do you not like soup? If that's the case, I can deep fry it. Or maybe you don't like this one?

"I'm good at cooking, you know. I can make you anything you want…" Anna thought for a moment and asked, "How about a meatball? Of course, I won't be using this as the filling…

"That's right. How about using your wife's eyeball?"

The Count gritted his teeth and shouted, "Have you thought about karma after doing all this? You're going to the deepest depth of hell!"

Anna tilted her head in confusion. "Well, I'll certainly go there."

She knew she would go there after dying from her past life alone. No matter what good thing she did during this life, she would have to atone for the mistakes of her past life.

Since she already knew she would go to the deepest layer of hell, nothing stopped her from doing all this.

Anna said, "Anyway, we're talking about your breakfast here. It doesn't seem like you like this. Then, how about I change the ingredients? How about using your son?"

Anna, but the latter didn't pay him any attention as she walked toward the first

mother, he panicked and started shouting, "What… What are you doing? Don't come here. Help me, Father, Mother! Help me! No, don't come here.

"Spin the handle

he would have groveled on the ground, begging. However, this was the only thing he

away as if to grab it. It didn't take too long for her to

Count confirmed it, he said, "Since you've

tilted her head in confusion. "If I let you go, you might try to

I won't do it." The Count had had enough

"Or you can tell those people about this and attack

want to do anything with

the compensation since I have to

today and send it right

at the Count's defeated face. The answer came in the form of action as blood suddenly splattered on the

The swing was fast and killed its target in an instant. And that target was none other than his wife. "What have you

can't be trusted. You should have known that after evading tax, fund embezzlement and even smuggling… Do you

Count raised his voice, only to find Anna's sword planted on his heart. He widened his eyes, looking at the bloodied shirt.

evilly, scaring him. "Since the Count has passed away, you are going to be the next

Anna looked like a

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