The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

620.Chapter 620

"Really? Anthony, you're so generous! Your father must be proud of you,"

Rafe exclaimed, his face lighting up with exaggerated excitement, as if genuinely moved by Anthony's promises.

But Anthony couldn't help but feel there was a trace of mockery hidden in his words.

He paused briefly, then continued trying to win Rafe over. "Of course it's true. As you said, I'm the fourth son of the Duke's estate. My word is as good as gold. You can rest assured that once I'm up there, lon't go back on my promises."

"Alright, since you say so, Anthony, I guess I can relax. All I need to do is pull you up, right?"

"That's right, just pull me up," Anthony confirmed, keeping his tone steady.

Anthony didn't say anything more.

As for what would happen once he was up, Anthony had no concerns at all.

He had come prepared, carrying plenty of poisons with him. Once he was back on solid ground, he was confident he could take Rafe down in one swift move!

By then, it would be hard to say who would be begging whom.

Anthony realized that despite all his talking, the boy squatting above him hadn't moved an inch. He just kept staring down with that infuriating grin.

Dangling from the cliff, Anthony felt a chill run through him. His heart sank like a stone.

"You said you'd pull me up! What are you waiting for?" Anthony barked, his voice edged with desperation.

Rafe tilted his head, his face the picture of innocence. "Oh, I did promise you. But I also promised your sister. She told me to kill you. So, how about this? You die first, and then I'll pull you up. Fair deal, right?"

in fury. "You're messing with

his head, his tone dripping with mock sincerity. "No, no, Anthony, you've got it all wrong. I really do plan to pull you up. It's just... You never said if I should pull you up alive or dead. Since I promised your sister first,

throat, his rage momentarily rendering him

second felt like an eternity, his arms trembling under the

you want from me? What more do you want?" He thought Rafe

completely. "I

any moment. Yet, he remained as steady as a rock, perched above Anthony's head. He stared at Anthony, who was clearly terrified but still clinging to his pride, trying to act dignified even with his life hanging by a thread. With a mocking smile, Rafe sneered, "You're the one who started throwing offers around. I never said I wanted anything. I was just messing with you. Don't tell me

burned with rage, but before he could say more, his fingers slipped against the jagged

stopped as he realized how close he was

yourself into this mess, being wanted by the authorities, and hunted down by the

eye. His threats were as useless as trying to scare a cat

"Afraid? Of what exactly?"

casually, a faint smirk playing on his line "Relay Anthony Once you're dead, no one will come looking for you here. And even if they

too far, and fell to your death. Who's Successfully

bricks. Rafe wasn't

cold calculation of it sent shivers down Anthony's spine. How

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face-Rafe's face, so eerily identical to Sophie's-made

can't kill

she here too? Bring her out right

barely holding on, his

the shadow of death loomed closer, his fear finally

"Eliza! Eliza!"

and blood! You'd really go so far as to have me killed? Aren't you