The Charming Ex-Wife

The Charming Ex–Wife

Chapter 719 At Least One Of Us Must Survive

When these words were spoken, Lysander seemed to understand something. She looked at Tiffany incredulously.

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Tiffany happened to be looking at her. A malicious glint appeared in her eyes as she asked, “This is truly touching. But words are just words, and I need some proof. Do you know what is most abundant in this warehouse?”

As she spoke, the bodyguards had already brought Lysander to the innermost part of the warehouse and securely bound her to a chair, using chains instead of ropes.

Josiah’s expression hardened, and he instinctively stepped forward. “Let her go!”

Tiffany intercepted him, looking keenly interested. “Jose, you better stay here. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee what I might do. I might accidentally strangle Lysander to death.”

She gestured toward Lysander, her tone disturbingly casual.

Worried that this madwoman might truly harm Lysander, Josiah clenched his fists at his sides, barely restraining his urge to attack. Blood dripped from his fingertips.

Tiffany glanced down and asked curiously, “Doesn’t that hurt?”

Josiah had no interest in wasting words with her. Seeing her attempt to inspect his injuries, he promptly blocked her, his eyes filled with unmistakable disdain.

Time ticked by.

The chains binding Lysander caused her intense pain, and she could barely maintain a seated position on the chair. When the bodyguard finally removed the towel from her mouth, she erupted into a fit of violent coughing.

Josiah cast a pained look in her direction.

Seeing the difference in how he treated her and Lysander, Tiffany couldn’t help but say unhappily, “Jose, it seems you really hate me. n when you realized Lyse’s true nature, you never looked at her with a sharp gaze. I wonder how Lyse is doing in the orphanage. She came from there, so it is like going home. I think your idea was great, so I plan to follow it. I heard Lysa had amnesia after almost drowning as a child?”

Josiah gritted his teeth and demanded, “What exactly do you want?”

Tiffany explained with a gleeful smile. “Since Lysa nearly drowned once, she must fear water.

someone alive.

warehouse door, she tossed a lighter into a pile of boxes by the wall. Flames quickly engulfed the old items and machine oil stored

and could have escaped, but

him run toward her, panic in her voice. “You need to

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face of the growing flames, replaced by a desperate

coldly, her lips pursed, waiting for Josiah to give up.

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impossible,” she said confidently. “It is human nature. No

oil was rapid, and the smoke billowing out from the door was already quite suffocating.

not dare move without her command.

Josiah really going to give up his chance to

understand it.

quickly consumed the cluttered items blocking the doorway. Even if

really not

at her coldly. “Tiffany, stop while you still can. Don’t make a mess that no one

Lyse, I am not stupid. If I can’t have

the warehouse entrance with gasoline, planning to burn the place down entirely.

stepped outside, looking back at the raging fire.

rushed to

taken care of.”

once put into practice the method of destroying

away coldly.

is

freed Lysander