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

every

the present. Once injected, they immediately

the strength, and there was a tracker implanted in

was never

being able to die... left him wishing

he reared his

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 it and went upstairs

turned my sights on your kid while you're gone, and it worked perfectly! My whole plan went so smoothly just

I'm now your prisoner, I

mention of lrene’s name

sent

had certainly been careless-he should have been more wary, and Irene would have

don't want

and had someone gag lan before

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

"Blue Hill Mental

alive,”

keeping a constant eye on

car without another word

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