The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 606

With a thunderous bang, Diana's gun fired, but the bullet whizzed past Vivienne's ear, barely grazing a hair.

Unfazed, Vivienne did not even flinch.

Diana, panic-stricken, stared at the figure before her, feeling her wrist trapped as if in an iron vise, pain radiating through her bones like a fracture in progress. "You... you're Sasha!"

Karen's gaze was heavy, a mix of the strange and the familiar.

She had never imagined that the story behind her kidnapping was so convoluted!

Clenching her fist, Karen threw a punch that landed squarely in Diana's gut with the force of a sledgehammer.

"Touch my daughter, and you're dead meat!"

Diana's punch could take down a full-grown mastiff, but Karen's blow could kill a full-grown bull.

The difference in strength was enormous.

Diana felt as if her insides had been rearranged, her nerves and flesh overwhelmed by pain. It was as if she was about to be ripped apart. The agony was excruciating!

Karen then slapped Diana's face repeatedly, and in no time, Diana's once delicate features swelled up like a balloon.

Diana tried to steady herself, to take another look at her adversary, but her swollen cheeks pressed so tightly against her eyes that they would not open!

Lifting Diana off her feet, Karen's fingers flew, sending needle after needle into Diana's scalp.

"Ah!"

Diana fell to her knees, screaming in torment.

The pain was unbearable!

head against rocks as if the blunt trauma could somehow dull

head was bloodied and bruised, Diana hardly

the anger boiling inside Karen

had already neutralized the poison in her system

side, who was still bound, and settled her against a tree

was their next formidable

the display

all daughters look like their mothers." Wearing Gillian's face, she sipped a glass of red wine with a smile, as if the battleground was a social gathering and they were simply old friends

silver needles in her hand ready to

was on high alert, determined

Karen asked softly, as if in casual conversation,

chuckled, caressing her cheek with a soft stroke

face is all I have left to

it towards Karen and Vivienne, the skin transforming mid-air into a whirling blade aimed at Vivienne's

"Frost!"

ducked, narrowly missing the skin-blade, and kicked a few rocks towards

towards F-Poison with lethal precision. The skin-blade buried itself in the tree

from F-Poison's wound, and

about to unleash her poison,

air-particles that could trigger a violent explosion upon contact with poison. It was the

by side, united

her wounded leg, threw down a smoke

Karen and Vivienne

the smoke cleared, they saw F-Poison holding Zelda at the cliff's edge, a hostage in her

gripping Zelda's neck tightly, ready to snap it at any moment. Then,

faintly. "F-Poison, would you rather go up or down?

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