Heath Accardo had been terrified of Alex Rockefeller since the first time they met. Heath had also
witnessed
the bloody scene in Valtameri Tower sensing that Alex was not a human, but a demon!
Clang!
Maiko Chiba directly tossed a knife over to Alex. âStab this knife into your stomach, and I will let them
go.â What?
Not only Dorothy Assex was shocked, but Claire Assex and Beatrice Assex were equally shocked as
well
when they heard this. The knife was at least thirty centimeters in length. Would Alex still live after
stabbing it into his stomach?
âAre you crazy?
Do you want him to kill himself?â Dorothy cried out loudly. Maiko retrieved another knife and placed it
against Dorothyâs neck with a playful look in her eyes. âWill you
stab yourself or not? Donât worry, I wonât let you die.
My objective is the Holy Book.â The Assex family didnât know what the Holy Book was, and were
confused when they heard this. Beatrice didnât believe that Alex would stab himself. What if he really
turned around and left?
That meant her family would all die. No, they would go through much worse than being killed right
away.
âCanât you just take the Holy Book?
Why must you make him kill himself?â Beatrice asked. Maiko stared at Alex, ignoring Beatrice. If Alex
didnât stab himself, Maiko didnât feel safe. âIf you donât stab yourself, Iâll stab her! If I do this, you might
have to bid farewell to your wife forever,â Maiko said bluntly as she moved her hand gently.
Blood trickled down Dorothyâs fair neck
âStop!â Alex shouted. Claire felt hopeless when she saw this. âHurry up and stab yourself! Why are you
hesitating? You owe
Dorothy, and you owe our family! Think about it. For the past year, who has been feeding you and
providing
you with a roof over your head?
Dorothy loves you so much, but you messed with other women behind her
back. You owe this to her. Stab yourself. Once you do so, everything you owe her will be forgiven,â
Clare
yelled at Alex. Tears rolled down Dorothyâs cheeks while she fervently shook her head. âNo, you canât.
Mom, shut up. How
could you say that?â
Claire was furious. âWhat do you want me to do? Should we trade three of our lives for his? Does only
his
life matter, but not your motherâs or sisterâs?â Dorothy didnât have a comeback for this. All she could do
was sob uncontrollably. Alex looked at Dorothy gently. âDorothy, your motherâs right! I owe this to you.
This matter has nothing to do
with you anyway.
If someone has to die, Iâd rather it be me than the three of you!â
With that, Alex slowly kneeled and picked up the knife. He turned it around and aimed it at his stomach.
At this moment, everyone fell silent. Claire and Beatrice had their eyes wide open. If they put
themselves in Alexâs shoes, they definitely wouldnât
be able to stab themselves.
Theyâd be terrified to death. Dorothyâs legs went weak, and tears filled her eyes. Alex exerted force with
his hand. The thirty centimeters long knife entered his body clean, but emerged red. It pierced right
through Alex, and the tip of the knife appeared behind him.
âNo!â Dorothy cried out in pain. She felt as if she had been stabbed was the one bleeding instead.
Claireâs eyes were wide with disbelief. Beatrice pinched her own fingers forcefully, and her face turned
pale.
She was also crying. Regardless of how much a jerk Alex was, this act of stabbing himself cleared him
of all his past mistakes. Alex spat out a mouthful of blood. His body swayed as he looked at Maiko with
the knife in his hands. âNow, can you let them go?â