Chapter 165

Isabella’s hand was flat on the icy marble floor, her tears instantly pouring out as she stared fearfully at Lysander, not daring to utter a single word.

She was afraid that saying an extra word would piss off Lysander and make her fate even worse than Faye’s.

Lysander lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, the smoke lingering around him. He spoke in a low and indifferent voice, “Do you have the emerald pendant?”

Isabella trembled violently, her terror absolute. Tears and snot mixed together as she stuttered, “It’s… it’s at my place, that emerald pendant… I found it…”

That year, she eavesdropped on Faye’s call and found out about Lysander and Thalassa’s one–night stand. He had given Thalassa a token, which could be used to find him.

She found the pendant in the ruins before Thalassa could and hid it.

For the past five years, she used the pendant to extort money from Faye.

give the pendant to Lysander and spill the beans about what

Faye could only pay

pendant was like her treasure map, and she

Thalassa use it to find Lysander and make

pendant was made

there’s no use keeping your limbs. Might as well just waste

soon as he finished speaking,

meant. He was going to ruin her hands

heart pounding, she cried out, “Mr. Sinclair, I was wrong. I’ll return the emerald pendant

finish begging for mercy, her hands were pressed on

sound of her fingers breaking was

like her soul was about to fly

straightened her legs, his hard

sound of her calf bone breaking was like lotus root being snapped, clear,

screams filled with pain echoed throughout

Terror, coldness, and cruelty.

was excellent; no one

unfazed by the scene, leisurely puffing

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