Chapter 168

After handling Blackwood Group affairs, Asher went straight to the compound,

In the basement.

Asher stood about three or four meters away from Grace Bennett.

“Asher! Asher, you’ve finally come to see me!” At the sight of Asher, Grace seemed to lose all control, shrieking loudly and desperately trying to lunge toward him.

Her voice was severely hoarse, making her cries sound unnervingly disturbing.

But her hands and feet were bound, with the ropes fixed to the iron door beside her. Grace was tethered like a dog,

utterly stripped of dignity.

Asher frowned, the atmosphere around him dropping to arctic levels.

“Who gave you permission to address me like that?”

When Grace heard Asher speak this way, she froze momentarily, then suddenly smiled bitterly.

“Why can’t I call you that? Would you prefer I call you brother?” Grace’s expression twisted into something unhinged. She smiled. “I can call you brother if you’d like. I’ve always adored my brother more than anyone.”

Asher’s brow furrowed deeply. “Do you even realize what you’re saying?”

“Of course I bloody do!” Grace shrieked hoarsely. “I’m in love with you! I LOVE YOU, Asher Blackwood! Can’t you see how desperately I love you?!”

“You’re probably wondering why I did those things?” Grace’s emotions swung wildly between sobbing and maniacal laughter. “Hahahahaha, it was all for you, don’t you see?! Asher, after all these years, how could you not have noticed my feelings?!”

In the sealed basement, under the dim yellow light, the madness and obsession in Grace’s eyes were clearly visible. In this moment, the sordid thoughts she had hidden for over a decade were fully exposed.

After she finished speaking, the basement fell into a deathly silence.

Asher stood tall and straight before Grace, looking down at her with glacial contempt, an icy chill emanating from him.

The air was permeated with a subtle scent of blood.

After a moment of silence.

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Asher suddenly let out a short, cold laugh.

“Love me?” The man’s deep eyes were dark and unfathomable, like a bottomless pool.

Grace stared at Asher. She saw him curl his lips in utter disdain, his expression devoid of anything but cold

revulsion.

you even

he were addressing something he’d found on the sole of his

color drained from

lower lip hard, tears

be so cruel…” Grace sobbed

one might regard

from this moment on, you have no connection whatsoever to the Blackwood

vacant, her eyes lifeless as she murmured, “I’ve long stopped wanting to be

slightly. “Then now, it’s time for you to answer for what you’ve

was emotionless. “Take

“Right away, sir.”

“Where are you taking

deign to respond.

cold indifference and walked

was a large open space.

was parked on

Grace out and throw her onto the

thick rope to bind Grace’s hands together, with the

later, the helicopter started up and

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suspended from the helicopter,

and the higher the helicopter flew, the stronger and colder

became.

had never been resistant to cold. Hanging in mid–air, ravaged by the freezing wind, she would likely die of

an hour

that time was almost up, that Grace

to let Grace die here today?

appearing hesitant to

wasn’t that he felt sorry for Grace. She was cold–blooded, responsible for several deaths. Compared to what she had done to those innocent people,

Asher’s hands today, it would be difficult to

face remained

sign of wanting to stop.

couldn’t be sure what Asher was

how important Thalia Winters was to

no

torture and kill Grace to

what about his

on her. It didn’t take much imagination to know that according to the wishes of his grandfather and grandmother, even if Grace had

to let Grace die

next moment, Asher gestured to him.

instantly understood and immediately said into his

helicopter slowly

frozen to the point that her face was purple, her lips black, with a layer of ice and snow

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