When Warwick saw the sword flying toward him, his gaze froze. He turned and took a sidestep, dodging the sword.
"You asked for it! I'll make you feel the pain of losing your flesh and blood too!" Warwick yelled, bolting to the railing with Isabella in his grip.
Three seconds later, he threw Isabella over the railing and down the cliff.
"Ah!" Isabella's piercing scream rang out from the pitch darkness.
Beefy Bob and Harry felt like their hearts were caught in their throats.
RESTRICTED CONTENT
Sorry, this chapter is locked. Only readers with active membership account can access this page.
Visit https://virtual-novel.net/donate/ to have active membership account.
Alternative site is available for free readers (no regular updates for some titles)
OR LOGIN: