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.

all she wanted was to die.

was worse than death, yet she was unable to

back down and stared at Rowena, looking like a bereaved dog.

near enough to

is Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside’s Edge?”

through chattering teeth, barely able to get her words out.

James frowned.

and told him the truth under such torture, out of a primal need for self-preservation. If Rowena was saying that she had

his 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 painting could not be

incredibly lightheaded but was stuck in consciousness,

face and arms, tormenting

of him ran deep into her core.

you tonight,” James said.

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

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

do with this! I d-don’t know

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