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.

gaze. I wonder how Lyse is doing in the orphanage. She came from

his teeth and demanded, “What exactly do

nearly drowned once, she

wasn’t talking about burning someone alive. She clapped her hands and stepped

of boxes by the

was close to the door and could have escaped,

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

growing flames, replaced by a desperate urgency

her lips pursed, waiting for

love another more than themselves. That’s impossible,” she said confidently. “It is human nature.

burning of the machine oil was rapid, and the smoke billowing

without her command.

going to give up his chance to

couldn’t understand it.

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

are really not

you still can. Don’t make a mess that no one

am not stupid. If I can’t have

burn the place

outside, looking back at the

flames, Josiah rushed to free Lysander from the

Lanister, everything’s taken care

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