Chapter 50 

James’s roar was like cracking thunder, making Rowena’s ears ring and leaving her in a daze. 

All she could do was sob, not knowing how else to respond. After a while, she finally calmed down enough to say something, her face a look of despair. 

“I don’t know… I really don’t… I - I think Trent took the painting to the Capital as a gift for someone.” 

Slice! 

James picked up the switchblade from the bed and swung it at Rowena’s hand, splattering blood everywhere, 

Rowena opened her mouth in agony, but no sound came out. Her expression twisted hideously in pain and she trembled. 

James casually pulled out some silver needles and inserted them into Rowena’s body. 

Rowena could not die yet. Not without the painting back in his hands. Her palm stopped bleeding after the needles were inserted, but the pain was still there. It was an unbearable kind of pain. 

wanted was

death, yet she was unable to die.

at Rowena, looking like

enough to atone for your sins,” he

you again. Where is Moonlit Flowers on

know,” Rowena said through chattering teeth, barely

James frowned. 

average person would have cracked and told him the truth under such torture, out of a primal need for self-preservation. If Rowena was saying that she had no idea

It had been passed down through his lineage for countless generations. His grandfather even said that their family could be annihilated, but the painting

incredibly lightheaded but was stuck in consciousness, unable to truly

face and arms, tormenting her

him ran deep into her core. She

tonight,” James

give you some time. Find out where the painting went. If by the time I come back for you, you can’t tell me where it is,

to Charles, dragging the cowering man up. Charles trembled, and a pool of liquid grew under him. He had soiled his pants

have nothing to do with this! I d-don’t know anything!” Charles stuttered before

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