His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 719 At Least One Of Us Must Survive

When these words were spoken, Lysander seemed to understand something. She looked at Tiffany incredulously.

Tiffany happened to be looking at her. A malicious glint appeared in her eyes as she asked, “This is truly touching. But words are just words, and I need some proof. Do you know what is most abundant in this warehouse?”

As she spoke, the bodyguards had already brought Lysander to the innermost part of the warehouse and securely bound her to a chair, using chains instead of ropes.

Josiah’s expression hardened, and he instinctively stepped forward. “Let her go!”

Tiffany intercepted him, looking keenly interested. “Jose, you better stay here. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee what I might do. I might accidentally strangle Lysander to death.”

She gestured toward Lysander, her tone disturbingly casual.

Worried that this madwoman might truly harm Lysander, Josiah clenched his fists at his sides, barely restraining his urge to attack. Blood dripped from his fingertips.

Tiffany glanced down and asked curiously, “Doesn’t that hurt?”

Josiah had no interest in wasting words with her. Seeing her attempt to inspect his injuries, he promptly blocked her, his eyes filled with unmistakable disdain.

Time ticked by.

The chains binding Lysander caused her intense pain, and she could barely maintain a seated position on the chair. When the bodyguard finally removed the towel from her mouth, she erupted into a fit of violent coughing.

Josiah cast a pained look in her direction.

never looked at her with a sharp gaze. I wonder how Lyse is doing in the orphanage. She came from there, so it is like

demanded, “What exactly

smile. “Since Lysa nearly drowned once, she must fear

tone was light, as if she wasn’t talking about burning someone alive. She clapped

the warehouse door, she tossed a lighter into a pile of boxes by the wall. Flames quickly engulfed the old items and machine oil stored

door and could have escaped, but

her, panic in her voice. “You

the growing flames, replaced by a desperate urgency

fire coldly, her lips pursed, waiting for Josiah to

one can love another more than themselves. That’s impossible,” she said confidently. “It is human nature. No one can defy

rapid, and the smoke billowing out from the

did not dare move without her command. They covered their mouths

up his chance to escape for a woman?

understand

quickly consumed the cluttered items blocking the doorway. Even if Josiah wanted to

are really not

can. Don’t make a

to be with me, Jose. Unlike Lyse, I am not stupid. If I can’t have you, I

gasoline, planning to burn the place down entirely. Even if

looking back at the raging fire.

to free Lysander from the chains.

taken care

had already once put into practice the method of destroying bodies and erasing