The Love that Never Really Dies

“Ms. Wand, I…”

“What, a broken leg wasn’t enough for you? Do you want to lose your life this time?”

Sasha’s eyes were filled with an icy-cold hostility as she stared at the Jetroinian woman limping before her.

Akiko shuddered when she saw her face and recalled how she was dragged away to have her leg broken.

“Out of my way!” Sasha shouted impatiently.

Akiko simply stared at her nervously before tossing her crutches aside and kneeling down before her.

“Ms. Wand, please let me say what I came to say! I promise I’ll leave right after! She’ll kill me if I don’t deliver the message!” Akiko begged, while bowing with her head down on the ground.

As it turned out, Yancy wasn’t able to locate Sasha after the latter cut off all means of communications, so she sent Akiko, who was still in Avenport instead.

Sasha was livid with rage, but she saw the attention they were receiving from the surrounding crowd and agreed to hear her out.

“Fine… What did you want to tell me?”

in response. “Well, it’s nothing much, really. Mrs. Tsurka wanted me to tell you she sent your family something. She said you should go look if you

say? What the hell did she send my family? What’s this b*tch up to this time? Were those two bullets not enough for her? Does she want me to put another

looked like she wanted to

was no way she could possibly keep her cool knowing

just a messenger

she said was for you to rush over as soon as

Sasha like a bolt from the blue. She threw her

Please be all

Sabrina a call and had her sister-in-law look after the kids at home while she drove toward the Wand residence as

the front door when she heard the housemaid

anxiety, Sasha rushed into

finally saw what had happened at home, but it was all too

was a recently opened parcel on the ground with some oxidized blue liquid

Sasha screamed at the

hotel talking to Calvin

to make their move after Frieda’s body was brought to SteelFort, but I know they’re lying in wait nearby. Those b*stards would surely

a suggestion, Mr. Hayes. Would you care