The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 719 At Least One Of Us Must Survive

When these words were spoken, Lysander seemed to understand something. She looked at Tiffany incredulously.

Tiffany happened to be looking at her. A malicious glint appeared in her eyes as she asked, “This is truly touching. But words are just words, and I need some proof. Do you know what is most abundant in this warehouse?”

As she spoke, the bodyguards had already brought Lysander to the innermost part of the warehouse and securely bound her to a chair, using chains instead of ropes.

Josiah’s expression hardened, and he instinctively stepped forward. “Let her go!”

Tiffany intercepted him, looking keenly interested. “Jose, you better stay here. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee what I might do. I might accidentally strangle Lysander to death.”

She gestured toward Lysander, her tone disturbingly casual.

Worried that this madwoman might truly harm Lysander, Josiah clenched his fists at his sides, barely restraining his urge to attack. Blood dripped from his fingertips.

Tiffany glanced down and asked curiously, “Doesn’t that hurt?”

Josiah had no interest in wasting words with her. Seeing her attempt to inspect his injuries, he promptly blocked her, his eyes filled with unmistakable disdain.

Time ticked by.

The chains binding Lysander caused her intense pain, and she could barely maintain a seated position on the chair. When the bodyguard finally removed the towel from her mouth, she erupted into a fit of violent coughing.

Josiah cast a pained look in her direction.

treated her and Lysander, Tiffany couldn’t help but say unhappily, “Jose, it seems you really hate me. n when you realized Lyse’s true nature, you never looked at her with a sharp gaze. I wonder how Lyse is doing in the orphanage. She came from there, so it

his teeth and demanded, “What exactly do

Lysa nearly drowned once, she must

light, as if she wasn’t talking about burning someone

into a pile of boxes by the wall.

could have escaped,

“You

face of the growing flames, replaced by a desperate urgency

the fire coldly, her lips pursed, waiting

impossible,” she said confidently. “It

rapid, and the smoke billowing

move without her command. They covered their mouths and noses,

really going to give up his chance to

understand it.

quickly consumed the cluttered items blocking the doorway. Even if Josiah wanted to turn back now, he

are really not

glared at her coldly. “Tiffany, stop while you still can. Don’t make a mess that no one can clean up.”

don’t want to be with me, Jose. Unlike Lyse, I am not stupid. If I can’t

dousing the warehouse entrance with gasoline, planning to burn the

outside, looking back at the

to free Lysander from the chains.

Lanister, everything’s taken care

into practice the method of destroying bodies and erasing traces in the