Chapter 100 The Truth
- I slowly brought the glass bottle in my hand closer to Jocelyn’s eyes, my gaze cold.
- Jocelyn looked at the glass bottle approaching her with a face full of fear, shaking her head desperately, tears uncontrollably streaming down from the corners of her eyes. “No, no, I won’t drink it! I don’t want to die!”
- She hadn’t dealt with Estelle yet, hadn’t taken back Creations, she couldn’t die like this!