Chapter 1151

Grace said, “Let go! Jason and I are over, and he doesn’t want to see me either. I think it’ll only make him angrier if you bring me in!”

Patrick glared at Grace. “Do you want Jason to kill someone? I don’t care if you guys are really over, but no one can die here today!”

With that, Patrick dragged Grace into the private room.

It was a private room, but it looked more like a hall that was about 200 square meters. It had a bar, a billiards table, a game table, a karaoke booth… and a small stage that could be used for performances.

A middle-aged man was on his knees, begging for mercy on a space that ought to be empty in the middle of the room.

There was a pair of tweezers, stained with blood, in front of the middle-aged man.

Grace saw the tweezers, her blood seemed to freeze immediately.

such tweezers before. Those scenes seemed to be imprinted on her soul, and she could not

to. Sometimes in the middle of the night, she would once again dream of those cold tweezers stabbing Into her fingernails

experienced it would never

face was bruised, and there was blood all over his nose and mouth. He had obviously been beaten earlier, and badly

only spat out

stiffly and looked at

were still the same, but there was an extreme chill and ruthlessness in those beautiful peach blossom eyes that people could

to him. It was like a sharp sword. Once you got close to it, you

trembling hands. Just as he was about to start, a

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