Chapter 50

James’s roar was like cracking thunder, making Rowena’s ears ring and leaving her in a daze.

All she could do was sob, not knowing how else to respond. After a while, she finally calmed down enough to say something, her face a look of despair.

“I don’t know… I really don’t… I - I think Trent took the painting to the Capital as a gift for someone.”

Slice!

James picked up the switchblade from the bed and swung it at Rowena’s hand, splattering blood everywhere,

Rowena opened her mouth in agony, but no sound came out. Her expression twisted hideously in pain and she trembled.

James casually pulled out some silver needles and inserted them into Rowena’s body.

Rowena could not die yet. Not without the painting back in his hands. Her palm stopped bleeding after the needles were inserted, but the pain was still there. It was an unbearable kind of pain.

wanted was

Living was worse than death, yet she was unable to

sat back down and stared at

near enough to atone for your sins,” he said coldly.

Where is

don’t know,” Rowena said through chattering teeth, barely able to get

James frowned.

need for self-preservation. If Rowena was saying that she had no idea where the painting

for countless generations. His grandfather even said that their family could be annihilated, but the

chattering. She fell incredibly lightheaded but was stuck in

on her face and arms, tormenting

The fear she felt of him ran deep into her core. She

spare you tonight,” James

the time I come back for you, you can’t tell me where it is, I’ll

Charles, dragging the cowering man up. Charles trembled, and a pool of liquid grew under him. He had

d-don’t know anything!” Charles stuttered

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