Beryl didn't know what he was going to do, but she could guess that it must be something very cruel. She opened her mouth and used all her strength to say, "What do you want? As long as you let me go, Marcellus will give it to you."
While the iron tongs were burning, Marico stood in the distance and chatted with her. "Money? Do you think it's more money to help people get rid of you or to let you go"
Beryl knew very well what he meant by 'get rid of.' In an instant, her back was covered with a layer of cold sweat. It was probably not the first time that he had done such a thing since he could blurt out something about life and death so easily.
Although she did not know the other party's identity, she could tell from Marico's behavior and expression that he had murderous intent. Marico should be a lackey who helped others do this kind of thing all year round.
It was the most dangerous to ignore life and death like him.
So, when she heard this, Beryl was already afraid, but she did not show it. Her fear and panic would make Marico even more excited.
So, she suppressed the fear in her heart and pretended to be fine. "You want to get rid of me? Are you sure? I'm Marcellus's woman."
Her heart was beating very fast, even faster than when she had been on the roller coaster before. She couldn't figure out what instructions the other party had received, so she could only bet that the other party didn't really want to kill her.
"So, what if you are Marcellus's woman? You were still kidnapped by me!" Speaking of the kidnapping, Marico didn't look guilty at all. Instead, he looked like a proud villain.
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