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Chapter 127

Author: Chay Tamika
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Mena

From the corner of my eye, I saw Donni swallow hard. His face tightened with tension, and for some reason, I hoped he would jump in. Even Isaac’s expression changed, and for a second I could see some doubt in his eyes.

Just one bit of information could prevent him from possibly losing a body part.

"I’ll let you decide. Do you want me to take a toe, a finger? You tell me," Alessio smirked.

This was not it. At this rate, he would kill him before Isaac could give him anything.

"I see we’re just getting to the good part," Gian walked in. He had returned back to the warehouse with Pilar by his side.

He also carried the same wicked smirk as Alessio, maybe even more demonic. Gian did not even know the full extent of Isaac’s betrayal, but he already wanted to get it over with and kill the guy.

I couldn’t even imagine his reaction when he would find out.

Alessio was just bluffing, right? He couldn’t seriously torture Isaac with those scissors without pulling at least something out of him.
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