"As you wish."
Lennon's eyes became bloodshot. The woman in front of him was inferior to an ant, but this currish woman challenged him on his bottom line.
Damn it!
"You are murdering me!"
Leona screamed for the unexpected coldness on her back, and then the sharp pains swept over her body.
Lennon left Leona no time to lick her wounds, as the whips fell on her back like storms.
Leona, in a panic, rolled on the ground but couldn't dodge the whips.
"Lennon, screw you! It serves you well that Aleigha doesn't love you! Kill me! I will hunt you down even if I become a ghost!"
"Then, go to he*l!."
The whips rained on Leona, and Lennon already lost his mind.
Lennon didn't stop whipping until he was exhausted. The woman, at her last gasp, lied on the ground and stared at the ceiling blankly.
"Why don't you curse? Are you dead?"
"Beast, I won't come for you after I die."
Leona gasped for breath and couldn't move at all. It seemed that every movement would cost her life at any time.
"You should talk back. Wait till I regain my strength."
"You intend to kill me? You will regret it."
Lennon narrowed his eyes as he massaged his sore wrist. He sneered, "You're so cunning! I should torture you for days before you die."
"I am not totally ignorant about what what you did."
Leona was wordless, and tears streamed down from the corners of his eyes.
"You tried your best to please Adrian but used my money to go against Aleigha. How smart you are!"
"Shall I count on you? A good-for-nothing? You are not even a match for Adrian."
"How eloquent! Aren't you dissatisfied with your face? I will help you."
All of a sudden, Lennon came up with an evil idea. He walked to the kitchen and pulled out a fruit knife.
Leona could not move, but fear filled her heart as Lennon approached.
Only when Lennon squatted by her side did Leona saw what was in his hand.
"What do you doing?"
"It's time for me, a good- for- nothing, to prove myself. How do you like it, Baby?"
Lennon grinned and his white teeth came out hideously in the dusky room.
Leona was too feeble to shout, and her chin was held firmly by Lennon. The knife slid across her cheek inch after inch.
Leona, in anguish, felt that she would die the next second.
"Ah, ah, ah! Why don't you kill me directly!"
The terrible screams excited Lennon. He smiled, chuckled, and laughed. Lennon seemed to be carving works of art.
He threw away the knife when Leona was wordless and immovable.
"Are you still alive?"
Looking at the woman in the pool of blood, Lennon gave her a kick.
"Dead? I have not done yet."
Leaning against the sofa, Lennon looked at his work with a satisfactory smile.
The next day, Aleigha, waking up, felt relieved when seeing the casket was by the bed.
It was quiet in the room, and there was no sign of Adrian.
Getting up from the bed, Aleigha checked her phone to find ten messages from Adrian.
She felt love again after reading the text one by one.
Aleigha went to work after washing up. Tanner was already waiting for her.
"Aleighal"
"Come in my office. You're welcome here."
Aleigha knew that Tanner came to thank her for stopping part of his loss last night.
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