Chapter 325 He’s Not Draven!

The man tightened his grip, and the coldness in his eyes grew stronger.

Did he fail?

Was he abandoned?

In what way was he inferior to that idiot, Draven?

Why?

Why should he be sent away?

Why should he be sent away?

The feeling of suffocation grew stronger and stronger, and Aleah’s eyes lit up with the joy of

revenge.

She did not struggle, but instinctively grabbed the man’s arm.

She felt that her wound had reopened and blood was slowly flowing out of her body.

Let it be…

Even if she died in this way, she could drag him with her.

It was better than living such a life and bearing the infamy of everyone.

Even if it was because she deserved it.

But in the end, she was still unwilling to give up.

Before her vision gradually blurred, all Aleah could see was the silver mask.

She also could see the lower jaw that was very similar to that of Draven’s.

She suddenly wanted to see what this man looked like.

With the last of her strength, she suddenly lifted the mask on the man’s face while he was off guard.

Clang!

The sound of metal falling on the ground broke the silence in the room.

At the same time, she pulled the man away from the nightmare.

He suddenly let go of her. Realizing that he had almost strangled her to death here, he felt a little depressed and angry.

He had a better way to make her disappear. Why did he have to do it himself?

Get Bogot

He didn’t want those old guys to nag again.

against me?”

down to pick up the mask on the ground and glanced at Aleah with narrowed eyes.

was clutching her neck and gasping for breath on

She almost died.

to her senses yet because she

displaced by the impact, and she was almost half-dead. How

stand such torture?

she saw the man walking toward the instrument beside the

bed.

He just lowered his eyes and

probably thinking about how to kill her without taking responsibility.

Well…

sideways with difficulty, trying to see what the man looked like. She wanted to pester him after she died.

moment he turned his head, she felt

“Draven?”

voice was hoarse. However, she was still unable

“Draven?”

turned around and looked at Aleah carefully.

my life because of

same as that

evil temperament, Aleah would have thought that the person standing in

she was very sure

just said and ignored

wanted to know who he

Get Bogus

asked without

the hell are

“Me?”

suit and touched the instrument besides the

urging

you’re about to die, I can tell you. My name is Patrick Trevino. Guess

with Draven?”

turned around and smiled wickedly.

was as if he was a ghost servant from hell, which made people feel a

She was just

know if she was scared of this person or

would feel scared when

Just

“Tsk.”

his head, let out a long sigh, and moved

what are you talking about? How can you give up your life so easily? Even

Even if your face is disfigured, it can help

“You!”

angry that she wanted to spit

death. How could he be so hypocritical as to start

What rubbish!

the pain all over her

so, she tried to say something with

sentence, the door of

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