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. 

all she wanted was to

Living was worse than death, yet she was unable

back down and stared at Rowena,

nowhere near enough to atone for your sins,” he said

ask you again. Where is Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside’s

chattering

James frowned. 

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 where the painting was, did it mean she was telling the

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

incredibly lightheaded but was stuck in consciousness, unable to truly

emanated from the wounds on her face and arms, tormenting

fear she felt of him ran deep into her core. She kept

spare you tonight,” James said.

give you some time. Find out where the painting went. If by the time I come

trembled, and a pool of liquid

this! I d-don’t know anything!” Charles stuttered before

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