Chapter 834:
His eyes locked onto hers, full of intensity.
They were so close now.
âI know,â Allison answered.
She understood that this was her moment.
She had to use it to earn his complete trust.
But she couldnât rush it. She had to step back before moving forward.
âWhen I chose to go back to the banquet hall, I had already decided Iâd die with all of you.â
Her long eyelashes fluttered briefly. âSo, even if you think Iâm stupid or useless, all I want is for you to live well. Youâve been really good to me.â
âIâve been good to you?â Verruckt leaned in, pressing her back against the sofa.
His fingers tightened around her neck. âAlice, you should know, Iâm just a heartless devil. Iâve used you from the start. Just like now, I could easily end your life.â
But Alice, who was usually afraid when faced with his gaze, didnât flinch this time. Instead, she laughed, tears slipping down her cheeks again.
âI used to live a life worse than death. Dying would be a relief.â
Her voice wavered slightly, even in the shadows. In truth, Allison felt calm inside, knowing that he wouldnât hurt her.
âMr. Shaw, you gave me a roof over my head, money, a job, and even taught me how to grow. I know youâre not a monster. Youâre better than anyone whoâs ever hurt me.â
After she said this, Verruckt slowly loosened his grip on her neck. But they stayed close.
The small sofa left Allison no space to move away. Verruckt stood with one foot on the floor, the other between her knees.
His hands pressed down, giving him the look of a predator.
âSo, if both your boyfriend and I were being hunted, who would you save?â
Forced to lean back against the sofa, Allison looked up, trapped under the gaze of Verruckt, who was towering above her. His presence was overwhelming, his eyesâruby-like and piercingâmesmerized and intimidated her.
When the question came, Allisonâs heart skipped a beat. She had won her gamble.
Verruckt wasnât about to kill her; he was merely toying with her, reveling in his own cruelty.
âIf we were talking about the past, heâd be my pick, but now? Iâm not so sure,â Allison said, her voice shaky, betraying her reluctance to face her own emotions. âThe last thing I want is for you to die tonight.â
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