Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF) novel Chapter 393

Chapter 393 You Really Disappoint Me 

“Bang!” A piercing sound rang out, followed by a sudden burst of light that was so intense I couldn’t open my eyes. I couldn’t help but raise my hand to block this unexpected light. 

“Let’s go!” The voice was unfamiliar to me. After adjusting to the bright light, I squinted to see who it was. Standing in front of me was that dark-skinned, buzz-cut man. 

It was him. Seeing him, I instinctively stepped back. 

He glanced at me, took a few steps forward, and directly lifted me The surroundings were gray, but fortunately, I was familiar with this place, it was Daniel’s villa. 

He threw me into Daniel’s bedroom, the dark room I had inadvertently barged into. The room was dimly lit, the atmosphere oppressive and cold. 

Daniel was sitting on a black leather sofa not far away, toying with the curved knife that I had used to stab him. He was wearing a black robe, and I couldn’t see his wound. 

Seeing him, I instinctively stepped back. He was merely toying with at curved knife, teasingly looking at me. The faint hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth seemed to mock my cowardice. 

Savoring my fear, he slowly raised the curved blade in his hand, his dark eyes fixed on me, his voice cold and indifferent, “Tabatha, I didn’t expect that even after getting to know you in a different way, you would still kill me. This disappoints me greatly.” 

Looking at him, I couldn’t stop trembling, “Daniel, no, I should call 

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you Ezra now. No matter how many faces you change, as long as you are Ezra, as long as I’m alive, I will find a way to kill you!” 

“Hehehe…” He suddenly started to laugh softly, but his laughter didn’t reach his eyes. After a while, he squinted his dark eyes, looking down at me like a hawk eyeing its prey, and said coldly, “You want to kill me so badly, how about I give you a chance, huh?” 

As he spoke, he suddenly threw the gun that was placed beside him towards me, squinting his eyes, he said, “Pick it up, kill me, how about it?” 

I looked at him, unable to discern what trick he was about to play next. But I had said before, given the chance to get rid of him, I wouldn’t hesitate. Even though my hands were tied by him at that moment, I could still handle a gun. 

Watching me pick up the gun, his squinted dark eyes became increasingly gloomy and fierce. However, he didn’t make a sound, just stared at me, as if he was betting. betting whether I dared to shoot, to really kill him. 

Seeing him like this, I almost didn’t hesitate to raise my gun at him and pull the trigger. 

“Click!” The expected gunshot didn’t ring out, just a soft sound. 

Out of bullets, I glared at him, only to see a smile on his gloomy face, a smile that was chillingly sinister. 

“Tabatha, you really are a disappointment!” He stood up, holding the curved knife in his hand, step by step, he walked towards me. I was afraid of him, instinctively retreating. 

Until the body hit the icy wall, there was no room to retreat. 

He stopped in front of me, looking down at me condescendingly, the 

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sharp blade pressed against my chin, chilling to the bone, “You know I’m Ezra, I thought you’d be happy for me, I didn’t die, Tabatha, do you hate me that much?” 

I glared at him, silent, with disgust plainly written on my face. 

He seemed indifferent, looking down at me and said, “I’ve killed so many people, I’m tired of it. You’re more interesting than them, I won’t kill you, don’t be afraid.” 

I pursed my lips, not knowing what this pervert really wanted to do. 

Suddenly, he grabbed me around the waist, pulling me into his arms. Before I could struggle, he had me pinned to the chair. Leaning in close to my ear, he whispered, “Come, let’s watch something together.” 

Saying so, he pressed the remote in his hand, turning on the bedside TV, which was broadcasting the news. 

The Chairman of the Hinton Group was photographed early this morning at a hotel, on a date with a journalist from a certain newspaper. Passionate scenes were captured, the content of which could be described as stimulating….. 

Walter, a journalist.