How did she untie the rope?
She had given her a sedative; she definitely shouldn't have had the strength. Why does she seem fine now?
Unless... unless from the beginning, Aurelia knew her plan, and played along to co here with her.
Thinking of this, Jovana suddenly felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, trembling all over from the cold. She had already provoked Aurelia several tis. She had chosen this place, where no one would co. This ti, she feels a sense of despair, as if she had trapped herself in her own grave.
"What do you want to do?" Aurelia chuckled softly, "Whatever you were planning to do to , I'll do the sa to you. Is that too much to ask?"
"Sister, sister, I was wrong, I'm despicable and shaless. I'm just too jealous of you. You're prettier than , luckier than , and father dotes on you. I was jealous of you, that's why I did these things.
For the sake of my young age, please forgive this ti. I won't dare anymore, sister, sister... please forgive little Jovana."
Jovana cried pitifully, thinking to herself: If she escapes this ti, she will make sure Aurelia pays tenfold!
Aurelia lifted Jovana's chin with a finger, sneering, "I no longer believe in tears. Save your tears for soone else, like... the Campbell Family.
Would the Campbell Family want a drug-addicted daughter-in-law?"
The test was done, and whatever was in the syringe was injected into Jovana's body.
Jovana imdiately felt dizzy, sothing crawling through her veins, biting her body in agonizing pain, "Ah! Let go, please let go... don't..."
Jovana collapsed to the ground, squirming in pain in a pool of blood, drenched in the dirty, sticky liquid.
"Screech..." The sound of a car pulling up outside.
"Aurelia." Mason strode in, not sparing a glance around, and walked straight to Aurelia, grabbing her arm and examining her. Even though he knew this was probably her intention, he was still worried.
He almost wanted to take her ho right now, throw her on the bed, and give her a good lesson!
"I'm fine." Sensing the anger emanating from him, Aurelia wisely softened her stance and said, "They provoked on purpose."
Fearing this man's "special" punitive thods.
Gustavo Yates, who followed in, was stunned upon seeing the scene.
Grayson Quinn leaned against the doorfra, eyes slightly narrowed, a sharp cold glint flashing in his eyes, pondering sothing, "Did you kill them all?"
Even a special forces soldier shouldn't be so emotionally unfazed after killing so many people.
But looking at Aurelia, she showed no signs of post-murder panic.
What's up with Yates' wife?
"They're not dead. I just chopped off their hands and stabbed their sensitive areas a few tis. They passed out from the pain."
Although the amount of blood and the sight of them lying on the ground could easily lead one to misunderstand that they were dead.
Jovana, seeing the blood and fingers on the ground, was so terrified she ran away, without checking if those people were still breathing.
Grayson checked the breathing of the nearest man; they indeed still had a heartbeat. Hmm? What's this?
He opened the man's collar to reveal a tattoo with a unique pattern on his neck.
This tattoo...
Grayson let go without a word, glanced at Aurelia, and said nothing.
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