Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 483

For a split second, I felt the Grim Reaper glaring at me.

I may be brave, but I had never killed anyone, never witnessed such a bloody scene. The chainsaw in my hand dropped to the floor as my grip was lost in shock.

“I’ve killed three people already, and one more won’t make a difference. You’ve got guts, trying to cut me up with that chainsaw,” the murderer sneered, his eyes bloodshot. He raised his hand in a threatening gesture, trying to intimidate me.

I won’t lie, I was scared. But I couldn’t afford to be. If anything happened to me, my two kids would be done for.

“If you want money, name your price. I’ll give you anything you want, as long as you don’t hurt me,” I managed to keep my voice steady. “The police are after you, and you’ll need money to escape. I can help you get out of Eldoria, and even arrange for someone to get you out of the country. Think about it.”

My words struck a chord with the murderer. He knew he was a dead man walking if he got caught, and I was offering him money and a ticket out of the country.

Why wouldn’t he bite?

His eyes darted around as he asked, skeptical, “How can I trust you?”

“Your pocket, my phone. Give it to me, and I’ll show you my assets,” I said, maintaining eye contact.

The murderer eyed me warily for a long time before finally handing over my phone. But he didn’t let me have it directly. He asked me to unlock it with my face, then he started to check my financial information himself.

were password protected. One by one, I had to unlock them. Eventually, he had no choice but

my phone back was to call the police. But the murderer was watching me like a

beat and

silence. Both the murderer and I were staring at the gate, not saying a word, until we

I wished someone could save me from this dangerous situation. But why did it

The murderer threatened as soon as he heard Neil’s voice. His bloody knife pressed

held my breath and

rang. It was Neil

phone away and hung up. When the noise outside died down, I finally spoke again. “He’s my ex-husband.

returned my phone. “Keep going. I want to see if you have the means to help me. If you can, I won’t kill you. But if you can’t, one life

cold, murderous gaze made my heart sink even

really left?

assets on my phone. His eyes

password, fingerprint, and facial recognition. Usually, Norah and I would use our fingerprints. We rarely used the password, which was my birthday. Very simple, but only a few people knew about it.

gate, so engrossed in the prospect of getting a fortune that he didn’t notice the movement

at the sight of the blood. His eyes were practically shooting fire. He picked up a

murderer finally sensed something was wrong. He was a very alert person and had just been negligent, so as he turned around, he raised

knife could reach him. The murderer lost his grip

the chair until the murderer passed out.