The Revenge of My Alluring Wife by Raven

Chapter 59 Compensate My Fiance to Me

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Chapter 59 Compensate My Fiancé to Me

Lydia’s face turned pale instantly.

As an upper–class socialite, she could boldly shout about hiring someone to kill others, but when it came to actually doing it, she became hesitant.

“Five hundred thousand?” Evelyn smiled.

“Hey, Lydia, don’t you want to kill me?”

Her indifferent attitude made Lydia feel on the verge of a breakdown. She glanced at the three people on the opposite side, then scolded angrily, “Shut up! I hate you, but I don’t want to really. kill you.”

After saying that, she burst into tears again, “Wu… If I die here today, it’s all because of you, Evelyn. Mia was right; you’re a disaster.”

Her crying became louder, and the three people were visibly annoyed. Waving the knives in

their hands, they seemed ready to get start.

“Ah!”

Lydia screamed as she watched the falling knife, but the expected pain didn’t come. Lydia opened her eyes and saw the girl she hated the most blocking the knife with her arm. Bright red blood dripped from her arm onto the ground.

Evelyn’s face, usually stunning, now had an unhealthy pallor due to the pain. Beads of sweat, the size of beans, slowly trickled down her face.

“Cough.” Evelyn held onto her wound. “Quite unfortunate, isn’t it? Today, it’s only this disaster that can save you.” She shielded Lydia behind her.

in charge gritted his teeth, shaking the knife in his hand. “Want to die? Stand against the wall quietly, or…”

knife came at them again, Lydia

okay?”

want? If it’s not enough, I

of money.”

Just as he was about to compliment her for being

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59 Compensate My Fiance to

with indifference. “You

them, a police call

tall man could distinguish its authenticity, police sirens sounded

fierce glare, and then, with the remaining two, made a run for it.

sigh

more relaxed, “It seems like you owe me a favor.”

Despite Mia’s descriptions of this girl filling her

thought that maybe that Mia she had been friends with for almost eight years might be

her chin was suddenly

“Stop daydreaming.”

snapped back to reality, her cheeks flushing. “Pah, stop being conceited. Who’s daydreaming?”

“Let’s go.”

no mood to appreciate

took a step forward, her hand was

wait for them? We should probably make a statement,” Lydia suggested,

sighed, finally understanding why Lydia could

call,” Evelyn explained, taking out a small device from her pocket and pressing a button. Immediately, police siren sounds were heard, and the source of the sound could be adjusted.

you,” Evelyn said, forcing the