Chapter 332 Revenge On Your Behalf

• That lengthy wound shaped like a centipede extended from her wrist to the tip of her fingers when Larissa measured her own palm against it.
• She could not imagine how Arielle was able to stitch up such a gruesome gash without flinching as the sight of it made her own skin crawl. At the same time, she also felt sorry for her.
• When she looked over at the other woman, she found that apart from being more pallid than before, she had nary a frown on her.