ediately. “You released him? Who authorised you to do that? She caused Ryan’s death. How could you let him go?”
In the bedroom, Jim listened as Maria confronted the newcomer.
Maria stayed calm. “My dad ordered me to free him, and I have to follow his command. If you have questions, take them up with him.”
Grady was furious. “How dare you!”
His eyes moved from Maria to the bedroom door, a look of suspicion crossing his face. He then began to push the door open.
At that moment, Maria interrupted, “He is injured and couldn’t have gone far. He is probably still in Everthorn.
Grady paused his actions.
Maria went on, “He might be getting medical treatment somewhere. Rather than staying here with me, you should send someone to find him and take steps to avenge Ryan. However, I must warn you to proceed carefully, as that person has powerful connections, and we need to avoid bringing trouble to the family.”
Grady stared deeply into her eyes
Maria returned his gaze steadily.
After a tense moment, Grady and his men left.
Once they departed, Maria quickly went back to the room and ordered her men, “Bring him to me.”
When Grady’s subordinates told him that the person was still held by Maria, she had already taken the person and escaped.
Jim was escorted by Maria to the border town, Arrowvale, a location marked by disorder.
Jim realised that although the young girl before him appeared harmless, she held a fierce and ruthless. nature. He understood that while she might not plan to harm him, Ryan’s father would certainly do so. Thus, he cooperated diligently throughout the journey.
However, Maria, a pampered young lady known for her capricious temperament since childhood, was not easily pleased. Upon reaching their destination, mere displeasure prompted her to lash out at Jim with her whip, without a shred of justification.
She tore the new shirt Jim had donned.
She looked at his blood–stained white shirt with contentment and thus let him go momentarily. She even called the doctor to get his wounds treated.
After Jim’s wounds were tended to again, he sighed and asked, “Hey, where are my glasses?”
Chapter 346 I Don’t Kill Anyone
Jim narrowed his eyes.
Finished
Maria observed his blurred vision, waved her hand in front of his eyes, and then leaned in to inspect them closely.
Jim stated. “I suffer from severe myopia. Without my glasses, I can barely see.”
Maria waved a dagger, saying, “Since you can barely see, maybe I should just take your eyes.”
Jim replied, “Your uncle will catch up soon. Are you sure you want to run off with a visually impaired
man?”
Maria responded, “Why would I want to escape with you? Once he catches up, I can keep tormenting you. And when I’m done, I’ll let him dole out the punishment.”
Jim questioned, “Then why didn’t you deliver me to your uncle sooner?”
Maria remarked, “You were captured by me. Why would I
give you to him?”
Jim deduced, “You’re afraid that if I die, the Warners will have trouble explaining it to my dad.
Maria declared, “Tit for tat! And why do you think the Warners would fear your dad?”
Jim countered, “I didn’t kill anyone. I just ignited a couple of your family’s auction houses. If you doubt me, ask about a man named Josh Warner.”
“Why should I believe you? Even if you didn’t do it yourself, it was probably your associates. You set fire to my family’s auction house, so I’ll teach you a lesson,” Maria challenged.
Deep into the night, Maria showered, dried her lovely brown curly hair, and came out of the bathroom.
Jim was tied to a chair in her room.
Perhaps assuming that Jim, who had lost his glasses, was visually impaired, she, in her nightgown, paid no mind to him.
Maria dried her hair, got into bed, and drifted off to sleep, seemingly lowering her guard around the visually impaired Jim.
In the middle of the night, Maria slept peacefully, a dagger resting against her delicate neck.
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