Diablo was so unhinged by this that he did not even dare to pant.

He knew Stefan meant business; the tip of the cold blade against his neck proved it. Stefan could easily slit his throat with one wrong word!

At the thought of this, Diablo bit his lip and met Stefan’s gaze. “Hey, pal, let’s talk this over like civilized men…”

“Where’s Gwen?” Stefan asked coldly, narrowing his eyes.

“I…I don’t know!” At this point, Diablo was so scared that he felt he could burst into tears. “All I know is that she’s being brought to Sharnwick City today… Judging from the time, I’m guessing they must be arriving now… As for the rest…! have no idea what’s going to happen to her. Boss told me that they’d contact me tomorrow…”

“Is that true?” Suspicions, Stefan raised his eyebrows.

Diablo felt that he was going to pee himself soon. “I’m telling the truth, bro! You can stab me all you want, but I swear I’m telling the truth!”

he was adamant, Stefan furrowed his brow and moved his knife away. However, the next moment, he raised the knife above him and

blood-curdling scream rang

be fine.” Stefan glanced at him. “This is to teach you a

he turned

to tie Diablo. After that, he jumped into the canal and tried to find their phones, which Diablo had chucked into the water shortly after

“Boss, if you wanted to teach Diablo a lesson, why didn’t you do it earlier? If you had beaten him up sooner,

at him. “I hadn’t intended to use

Gwen and mentioned the gang members’ intentions…he and Kurt would

to Kryptonite, and Gwen was his Kryptonite. He could never remain calm if anyone tried to lay a finger

glance at Diablo-who was wailing in agony-and managed to find his phone. He

phone was

furrowed his brow and kicked Diablo harshly. “Which of these is the one who called you about Gwen’s

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