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. 

she wanted

was worse than death,

and stared at Rowena,

near enough to atone for

ask you again. Where is Moonlit

I don’t know,” Rowena said through chattering teeth,

James frowned. 

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

most treasured heirloom. It had been passed down through his lineage for countless generations. His grandfather even said that their family could be annihilated, but the painting could not

chattering.  She fell incredibly lightheaded but was stuck in consciousness,

face and

ran deep into her core.

tonight,” James said.

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

Charles trembled, and a pool of liquid grew under him. He

I d-don’t know anything!” Charles

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