Chapter 244 This Could Work

• It was the tall man who had managed best to keep collected. He drew a dagger out from his pocket and placed it against Gillian’s neck. He ordered coldly, “Bring the money here, or I’ll slit her throat.”
• And the blonde raised his iron rod cautiously once more.
• Extreme repugnance and aversion soaked Henry’s being. His eyes were ablaze with uncontaminated acrimony, hinting at raging adrenaline and feasible lunacy. It was ghastly spine-chilling.