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.

she wanted

Living was worse than death,

stared at

you’ve suffered is nowhere near enough to atone for your sins,” he

again. Where is Moonlit Flowers on

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

James frowned.

torture, out of a primal need for self-preservation. If Rowena was saying that she had no idea where the painting was,

family’s most treasured heirloom. It had been passed down through his lineage for countless generations. His grandfather even said that their family could be annihilated, but the

chattering. She fell incredibly lightheaded but was stuck in consciousness, unable to truly

the wounds on her face and

ran deep into her core. She kept

you tonight,” James

come back for you, you can’t tell me where it is,

stood and walked over to Charles, dragging the cowering man up. Charles trembled, and a pool of liquid grew under him. He

d-don’t

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