The short, fat man who had smashed up Rosalie's car window tossed his rock aside and hurried over. His eyes were bulging as he looked greedily at the beautiful woman standing in front of them. She was just as pretty as Rosalie was."Boss, I deserve some credit for the work I've done, don't I? Can you give me this chick?" the short, fat man asked, rubbing his hands together as he licked his lips.Lyanna looked at Chet and the short, fat man. She covered her mouth and giggled as she said, "I don't know what kind of day it is, but I do know that next year, this will be your death anniversary! Which of you wants to die first?""I… Huh?" Chet had been about to lunge forward and grab Lyanna, but then he realized what she had said.It would be their death anniversary on this day next year? What did that mean?Before he could recover his senses, Lyanna tittered and nodded. "Alright, you'll die first."She flicked her sleeve aside and revealed her slender, pale hands. Her foot-long, brigh
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