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 too weak to free

had been brought in, they had been injecting him with a drug every day.It would leave his muscles enfeebled

they immediately

he did not have the strength, and

never

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

reared his head

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

it worked perfectly! My whole plan went so smoothly just because you were

I'm now your prisoner, I didn't really lose-I

of lrene’s name left

who sent that note

have been

he growled, "I don't want to

someone gag lan before having

or less satisfied, Isaac then left the room with the

quickly said. "Blue Hill Mental Asylum would not be still standing if

alive,” Isaac

keeping a constant eye on

his car without another word and headed to his

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