Chapter 577

When the black Cayenne screeched to a halt in front of the troubled overpass, Brandon had already stepped out of the car with a stony expression, marching to the rear door to yank it open. Bending over, his hand snapped accurately onto Marian's arm.

Marian was petrified, frantically shaking her head and struggling, refusing to get out of the car. But did Brandon care whether she wanted to or not? He wasn't even worried about dislocating her arm. His grip was like a vice on her shoulder, and with a sudden forceful move, he hoisted her right out of the car.

"Help, somebody help me!"

Marian's instinctive scream only fueled Brandon's rage. His grip on her shoulder tightened in a flash.

Bone-crushing pain shot through her. In the biting cold of winter, Marian was sweating bullets from the pain.

Brandon didn't loosen his iron grip; instead, he just stood there, staring at her with bloodshot eyes, his gaze savage and bloodthirsty.

"She didn't even have a chance to cry for help!"

Brandon's eyes were locked on her as he spat out each word with icy

detachment, his grip intensifying once more, as if he wanted to crush her bones to dust.

Marian's face went white with pain, so intense she couldn't even make a sound, yet she looked at Brandon with a mix of grievance and innocence, "What does this have to do with me?"

"You think without evidence I can't touch you?"

cruel smile curled the corner of Brandon's mouth, and with a sudden push forward on her

might throw her off the bridge, just like Sophia had been. Pure terror and the

the coat stuffed into her mouth. Brandon, mercilessly, stuffed the hem of her coat into

couldn't break free, she couldn't run, and she couldn't scream. A paralyzing fear of death gripped

some sense of reason in Brandon. But Brandon

had finally caught up, looked up to see Brandon emotionlessly dragging Marian up towards the bridge. His whole demeanor was chilling and bloodthirsty, like a harbinger of death straight from hell, his actions cold and decisive. He was clearly out

anything rash; what's killing Marian going

only going to hurt those who care and

and deaf to them, continued

the steps to catch up. Brandon brought Marian to the spot where Sophia had fallen into the river, twisted her arms behind her back, and then

streamed down Marian's face as she shook her

was icy, "Did you ever think

coat in her mouth, Marian

the coat from her mouth. Marian gasped for air, desperately trying to defend herself, "It

cold smirk, his eyes scanning the bridge where a rope. used for fifting building materials lay. He walked over, picked up the Rope on

and walked over to her. Without warning, Brandon crouched down, twined it around her legs, and

lost your mind?" Marian cried

unhinged Brandon. He tied her up and then slowly stood up, his eyes boring into her, "Marian, you betting the cops won't find the evidence? No

gaze, he yanked down her coat again, ruthlessly stuffed it back into her mouth, and without a hint of politeness, shoved her over the railing. Marian plummeted towards the icy river below like a

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