Chapter 400

A black gun had appeared in Greg's hand without anyone noticing. His pale skin contrasted against the black gun he was holding, creating an eerie sight.

Winnie fell to the ground. Her right kneecap had already been shattered as blood and flesh mixed together.

Blood was gushing out of her open wound.

Her face drained of color as she grabbed her leg and screamed while rolling on the ground.

Nobody expected this to happen.

Even the maids screamed.

Heather looked at Winnie with her leg soaked in blood. She felt like throwing up as she frowned and looked at Greg in shock.

He actually did it.

What a brutal man.

"My leg… Greg, you… My leg!"

"My dear sister, you're a darn cripple now, too," Greg said as he played with the pist in his hand, the smile on his pale face sending chills to everyone's spine.

Winnie was shaking as she gritted her teeth and stared at Greg. "Why, Greg? Why did you… I knew it… The company in South Astram... It's you… It's you, isn't it?"

"It is."

Greg ackno