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.

violently, but he was too weak to free

had been brought in, they had been injecting him with a drug every

case for the present. Once injected, they immediately threw him

the strength, and there was a

never getting

of not even being able to die... left him wishing

so, he reared his head and laughed

You didn't really win, did you? You'll suffer for the rest of your life because Irene Spencer is dead! Hahaha... I tried everything, even slipping into Zachary Slate's wedding and having an attendant send her that note. I would've caught her if she fell for

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

your prisoner, I

mention of lrene’s name left Isaac's

who sent that note at

"I don't want to

and had someone gag lan before having him

with the director in

"Blue Hill Mental

alive,” Isaac said

assured him. "We will be keeping a constant eye on him, and he will

car without another word and headed to his

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