Chapter 191 novelbin
Meanwhile, in the Northbound Warehouse, a little boy, Owen Bailey, was hiding behind the container, shivering. In front of him, Natalie stood with her arms spread out to protect him.
Her clothes were in tatters, and her face was stained with blood. She stared at a
middle-aged man, Ivan Walton, standing not far from her in the warehouse in fear and anger.
Behind Ivan were several subordinates with
sinister smiles.
“Ms. Bailey, hand over that phial, or you and your brother will die.”
Ivan stared at Natalie, his face full of coldness.
His palms were covered with blood, and his clothes were splattered with plenty of blood.
The blood belonged to the Bailey family, and he was the one who exterminated the Bailey family with his own hands.
“You killed my family. Your hands are stained with the blood of the Bailey family, and you still want to get the phial. Impossible! Dream on!”
Natalie said with a look of hatred, “Even if I die, I won’t reveal the whereabouts of the phial.”
“Really?”
A look of ferocity flashed across Ivan’s eyes.
He had killed the Bailey family and naturally didn’t mind killing Natalie, but he didn’t get the phial yet. He had to force Natalie to tell him the whereabouts of the phial. Otherwise, he would lose track of the phial forever.
“The phial was bought by the Bailey family. In order to get the bottle, you killed everyone in the Bailey family. With such a feud, I will not let you off even in the afterlife,” Natalie said, gritting her teeth.
Natalie knew very well that with Ivan’s ruthlessness, even if she told the whereabouts of the phial, he would not let her go. Since death was inevitable, she couldn’t let her enemy benefit from it.
After the massacre of the Bailey family, Natalie fled to the warehouse with Owen in a panic.
She had planned to call Leonard quietly for help. Unexpectedly, Leonard’s call just happened to come. The ringtone instantly alerted Ivan to their hiding place.
Natalie’s heart was filled with hatred. She wanted to cut Ivan into pieces, but she knew that revenge was beyond her reach.
Ivan’s expression was dark and
ever-changing, and the depths of his eyes were full of coldness.
Natalie was very smart and knew that she would die anyway, so it was difficult for him to force Natalie to reveal the whereabouts of the treasure.
However, the contents in that phial were so important.
The next moment, he took action without hesitation. A dagger flew out of his hand, and it flew like a cold light, directly piercing Natalie’s knee.
Blood splattered from her knees. Natalie fell to her knees directly on the floor with a plop.
Of course, Ivan would not kill Natalie directly. He wanted to force her to expose the whereabouts of the treasure.
Ivan asked with sinister eyes, “Are you willing to tell me now?”
Natalie was so painful that her head was covered in a cold sweat.
But even so, she still shook her head with a
sneer
“Do you think you can make me give in this way? In your dreams. Go ahead, kill me. I won’t tell you anything.”
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