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.

important apps on my phone were password protected. One by one, I had to unlock them. Eventually, he had no choice but to hand me the phone to do it

police. But the murderer was watching me like a hawk. I had to pretend to check my financial data first. Just as I opened the first app,

beat and then

fell into silence. Both the murderer and I were staring at the gate, not saying

could save me from

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

breath and kept quiet.

rang. It was Neil again

I finally spoke again. “He’s my ex-husband. We’re having some property disputes. He probably thought

He 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 more or less means nothing to me.”

cold, murderous gaze made my heart sink even more.

Neil really left? I

on

he was figuring out how to transfer the money, I noticed the gate handle move slightly. The lock was secured by a password, fingerprint, and facial recognition.

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

the yard. His face turned pale at the sight of the blood. His eyes were practically shooting fire. He picked up a nearby chair and rushed towards the murderer.

alert person and had just been negligent, so as he

chair before the knife could reach him. The murderer lost his grip on the knife. He was already injured from my earlier attack and was too weak

kept hitting him with the chair until the murderer passed