Chapter 50
James’s roar was like cracking thunder, making Rowena’s ears ring and leaving her in a daze.
All she could do was sob, not knowing how else to respond. After a while, she finally calmed down enough to say something, her face a look of despair.
“I don’t know… I really don’t… I - I think Trent took the painting to the Capital as a gift for someone.”
Slice!
James picked up the switchblade from the bed and swung it at Rowena’s hand, splattering blood everywhere,
Rowena opened her mouth in agony, but no sound came out. Her expression twisted hideously in pain and she trembled.
James casually pulled out some silver needles and inserted them into Rowena’s body.
Rowena could not die yet. Not without the painting back in his hands. Her palm stopped bleeding after the needles were inserted, but the pain was still there. It was an unbearable kind of pain.
Right now, all she wanted was to die.
James was right. Living was worse than death, yet she was unable to die.
James sat back down and stared at Rowena, looking like a bereaved dog.
“This pain you’ve suffered is nowhere near enough to atone for your sins,” he said coldly.
“I’ll ask you again. Where is Moonlit Flowers on Cliffside’s Edge?”
“I… I don’t… I don’t know,” Rowena said through chattering teeth, barely able to get her words out.
James frowned.
The average person would have cracked and told him the truth under such torture, out of a primal need for self-preservation. If Rowena was saying that she had no idea where the painting was, did it mean she was telling the truth?
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