Chapter 453

Isaac stood loftily as he looked down upon lan as if he were an ant.

"I told you-you would wish you were dead.”

lan stayed lying sprawled haggardly on the floor, his spite almost consuming himself.

His hands were shaking endlessly and his veins were bulging over the back of his hand!

They were both Jeffersons, and yet he had lost everything including his own dignity, while Isaac remained perched on his lofty branch.

Losing again was already humiliating, but he had to lose so thoroughly too!

Pushing himself up from the floor, his facial features contorted with rage even as he growled, "You're just scared, Isaac

Jefferson. You're not manly enough to kill me with your bare hands. Do it if you dare, don't give me a reason to belittle you.”

He suddenly dashed toward Isaac in a last-ditch effort to kill him, but was subdued the instant he moved.

“Time for your meds, lan," the director of the asylum said just then.

was

he had been brought in, they had been injecting him with a drug every day.It

injected, they immediately threw him down on the floor, not afraid that he might

have the strength, and there was a

never

able to die...

so, he reared his head and laughed

slipping into Zachary Slate's wedding and having an attendant send her that note. I would've caught her if she

you're gone, and it worked perfectly! My whole plan went so smoothly

I didn't really lose-I killed Irene

lrene’s name left

was the one who sent that note

should have been more

he growled, "I don't want to hear his

director understood and had someone gag lan before

then left the room with the director in tow, saying, "There will be

said. "Blue Hill Mental Asylum would not be still

him alive,” Isaac

be keeping a constant eye on him, and he

into his car without another word and headed

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