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?"

the corner of Brandon's mouth, and with a sudden push forward on

had no clue what Brandon had planned, only imagining that he might throw her off the bridge, just like Sophia had been. Pure

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

couldn't run, and she couldn't scream. A

to awaken some sense of reason in Brandon.

demeanor was chilling and bloodthirsty, like a harbinger of death straight from hell, his

before he flung open the car door and chased after him, "Don't do anything rash; what's killing Marian going to solve? Can you really bear to have Theresa lose her mother

doing is only going to hurt those who care and please the haters," Martin

and deaf to them, continued to drag the desperately resisting

brought Marian to the spot where Sophia had fallen into the river, twisted her arms behind her back, and

streamed down Marian's face as she shook her head and pleaded

icy, "Did you ever think about how she felt?

her mouth, Marian

air, desperately

the bridge where a rope. used for fifting building materials lay. He walked over, picked up the Rope on the ground, tested it

The latter dragged the rope and walked over to her. Without warning, Brandon

you doing? Have you lost your mind?" Marian cried out

her up and then slowly stood up, his eyes boring into her,

he yanked down her coat again, ruthlessly stuffed it back into her mouth, and without a hint

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