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.

schemed against

on the ground and glanced at Aleah

and gasping

She almost died.

her senses yet because she felt pain all over

been displaced by the impact, and she was

stand such torture?

she saw the man walking toward the instrument beside the

bed.

He just lowered his

thinking about how to kill her

Well…

difficulty, trying to see what the man looked like. She wanted to pester him

felt as if she

“Draven?”

voice was hoarse. However, she was

“Draven?”

this name, the man suddenly turned around and

my life because of a woman.

which was almost exactly the same as that of Draven’s,

temperament, Aleah would have thought that the person standing in front of her was none other than

she was very sure that he

what the man had just said

just wanted to know

Get Bogus

without hesitation.

hell are you?”

“Me?”

of his suit and touched the instrument besides the bed

if urging Aleah’s

to die, I can tell you. My name is Patrick Trevino.

with Draven?”

turned around and smiled wickedly.

ghost servant from hell, which

She was just extremely scared.

scared of this person or

she would feel scared when she knew that she wouldn’t

not guessing. Just kill

“Tsk.”

shook his head, let out a long sigh,

How can you give up

Even if your face is disfigured,

“You!”

she

almost strangled her to death.

What rubbish!

all

she tried to say something with difficulty.

door

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