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!

as if the blunt trauma could somehow dull the

head was bloodied and bruised, Diana

anger boiling inside Karen was far from

had untied herself. Karen had already neutralized the poison in her

who was still bound, and settled

F-Poison was their next

display as

really do look so alike. I wonder if all daughters look like their mothers." Wearing Gillian's face, she sipped a glass of red wine with a smile, as if the battleground

narrowed her eyes, the silver needles in her hand ready

alert, determined not to let F-Poison slip away

asked softly, as if in casual conversation, "You seem... younger

stroke as if indulging in a moment of

is all I have left to

towards Karen and Vivienne, the

"Frost!"

the skin-blade, and kicked a few

it into a projectile. With a burst of energy, she hurled it towards F-Poison with lethal

wound, and Karen's breaths grew

her

a violent explosion upon contact

and Vivienne stood side by

clutching her wounded leg, threw

Karen

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

neck tightly, ready to snap it at any moment. Then, from above, the sound

you rather go up or down? Either way, I

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255