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.

pay up, she would give the pendant to

exposure, Faye could only pay her

her treasure

made a fake emerald pendant, planning to let Thalassa use it to find Lysander and make Lysander think Thalassa

made to look

keeping your limbs. Might as well

finished speaking, the bodyguard walked towards

understood what Lysander meant. He was going

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

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

her fingers breaking was clear as

her soul was

her legs, his hard leather shoe resting on her calf, and

was like lotus root being snapped, clear,

screams filled with pain echoed

Terror, coldness, and cruelty.

in the room was excellent;

it all, was unfazed by the scene,

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