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Chapter 115

作者: Khalicy.P
last update 公開日: 2026-06-27 01:58:34

ZURIA

She leaned in, her eyes wide with a manic, hateful energy, and she continued, “Maybe she finally realized nobody wants a cold-blooded murderer around,” she sneered.

That was it. I completely saw red.

A blinding fury exploded in my chest, and I lunged forward, my hands reaching straight for her throat. But before my fingers could even graze her skin, several heavy hands clamped down on my arms.

Three guards threw their weight onto me, physically dragging me backward.

“Miss, stop!”

“Let go
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