The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Liam's face was drenched in sweat, and he trembled violently.

Five syringes of deadly poison represented five people's hatred.

It was strange. Even when his arm was cut off and he was shot three times at the swimming pool in a life-or-death struggle, Liam did not feel the fear that he did now, facing his impending death.

Perhaps Dean was right. Given the chance to live, even just for a few more days, he was unwilling to face death.

Dean's gaze darkened viciously, and he injected the first syringe of poison into Liam's chest. The cold and thick needle went into the hilt!

"Ugh!" Liam felt so much pain that his body convulsed as if he were being electrocuted, his eyes bulging terrifyingly.

"This needle is for Mr. Ryan's father, whom you murdered. After the injection, your limbs will be paralyzed, and your nerves will twitch."

Dean picked up the second syringe, fiercely stabbing it into Liam's left rib. "This needle is for Old Master Logan. You will feel excruciating pain in your stomach and experience dizziness and nausea."

him with pleading eyes. Tears and snot streamed down his face without any regard for his pride.

Mr. Ryan. You will foam at your

only accumulate in his mouth and travel back down his throat, choking him. The intense

will go blind, and the

pierced the thick needle through Liam's

through his body, he felt his internal organs convulsing, his facial muscles twitching, and his heart pounding so quickly it was about to jump out of his chest. His bloodshot eyes were empty and unfocused, revealing a hint of hysterical

needle is for my

stop shaking. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he choked up, almost unable to speak. "All her life... She has suffered many hardships and endured so much torment. She almost never had a day

Ryan and Ms. Carrie get married. She hasn't found her own happiness. How could she leave like this? If I could turn back time, I would be

sins there, and may you reincarnate into a

high and plunged the needle

out as he let out a muffled

breathing, his eyes

the trolley at the scene