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?"

with a sudden push forward on her shoulder, he dragged her towards the steps of

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

muffled by the coat stuffed into her mouth. Brandon, mercilessly,

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

vigorously, trying to awaken some sense of reason in Brandon. But Brandon was unmoved, emotionless as he hauled her step by step toward the top

the bridge. His whole demeanor was chilling and bloodthirsty, like a harbinger of death straight from

he flung open the car door and chased after him, "Don't do anything rash; what's killing Marian going to solve?

cool it. What you're doing is only going to hurt those who care and please the haters,"

them, continued to drag the desperately resisting Marian onto the

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

she

you ever think about how

mouth,

mouth. Marian gasped for air, desperately trying to defend herself, "It wasn't me. I didn't

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

what Brandon was plotting, watched him with terror. The latter dragged the rope and walked over to her. Without warning, Brandon crouched down, twined it around her legs, and secured them

you doing? Have you lost your mind?" Marian cried out in alarm, trying to break free, but to

slowly stood up, his eyes boring into her, "Marian, you betting the

yanked down her coat again, ruthlessly stuffed it back into her mouth, and without a hint of politeness, shoved her over the railing. Marian

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