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.

help but say unhappily, “Jose, it seems you really hate me. n when you realized Lyse’s true nature, you never looked at her with a sharp gaze. I wonder

demanded, “What exactly do you

Lysa nearly drowned once, she must fear water. So, I thought I would give

someone alive. She clapped

a pile of boxes by the wall. Flames quickly

could have escaped, but

watched him run toward her, panic in her voice. “You need to go! It is pointless now!

vanished in the face of the growing flames,

coldly, her lips pursed, waiting for Josiah

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

smoke billowing out from the door was already quite suffocating.

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

his chance to escape for

understand it.

cluttered items blocking the doorway. Even if Josiah

are really

coldly. “Tiffany, stop while you still can. Don’t

I am not

the place down entirely. Even if the police investigated, they wouldn’t

outside, looking back at

Josiah rushed to free Lysander from the

everything’s taken care of.”

once put into practice the method of