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.

Faye didn’t pay up, she would give the pendant to Lysander and spill

exposure, Faye could

her treasure map, and she

Thalassa use it to find

made to

no use keeping your limbs. Might as well just waste them.” Lysander’s voice was cold

soon as he finished speaking, the

what Lysander meant. He was going to

like a grim reaper from hell, she was petrified, her heart pounding, she cried out, “Mr. Sinclair, I was wrong. I’ll return the emerald pendant to you right away. I won’t do it again. Please, spare me for the sake of me being Thalassa’s cousin,

hands were pressed on the floor, the bodyguard stepping on them

of her fingers breaking was clear as

screamed in pain, feeling like her soul was about to fly

her legs, his hard leather shoe resting

was like lotus root being snapped,

with pain echoed throughout the private

Terror, coldness, and cruelty.

the room was

all, was unfazed by the scene, leisurely

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