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

right. Living was worse than death, yet she was

and stared at Rowena, looking like a

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

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

don’t… I don’t know,” Rowena said through chattering teeth, barely able to get her words out.

James frowned. 

the truth under such torture, out of a primal need for self-preservation. If Rowena

lineage for countless generations.

  She fell incredibly lightheaded but was stuck in consciousness, unable to truly

on her face and arms, tormenting her by keeping her

ran deep into her core. She kept pleading

spare you tonight,”

If by the time I come back for you, you can’t tell me where it is, I’ll show

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

I d-don’t know anything!” Charles stuttered before begging for mercy.

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