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?”

I just want you to make a choice,” Tiffany explained with a gleeful smile. “Since Lysa nearly drowned once, she must fear water.

wasn’t talking about burning someone alive. She clapped her hands and stepped back.

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

to the door and could have escaped,

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

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the face of the growing flames, replaced by a

her lips pursed, waiting for Josiah

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love another more than themselves. That’s impossible,” she said

burning of the machine oil was rapid, and the smoke billowing out from the

not dare move without her command. They covered their mouths and

up his chance to escape

couldn’t understand

cluttered items blocking the doorway. Even if Josiah wanted to turn

really not

can. Don’t make a mess that no one can

you don’t want to be with me, Jose. Unlike Lyse, I am not stupid. If I

bodyguards caught on and began dousing the warehouse entrance with gasoline, planning to burn the place down entirely. Even if

looking back at

to

taken care

already once put into practice the method of destroying bodies and erasing traces

turned away coldly. “Forg

is

finally freed Lysander from