Chapter 165

Isabella’s hand was flat on the icy marble floor, her tears instantly pouring out as she stared fearfully at Lysander, not daring to utter a single word.

She was afraid that saying an extra word would piss off Lysander and make her fate even worse than F aye’s.

Lysander lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, the smoke lingering around him. He spoke in a low and indifferent voice, “Do you have the e merald pendant?”

Isabella trembled violently, her terror absolute. Tears and snot mixed together as she stuttered, “It’s… it’

s at my place, that emerald pendant… I found it…”

That year, she eavesdropped on Faye’s call and found out about Lysander and Thalassa’s one–

night stand. He had given Thalassa a token, which could be used to find him.

She found the pendant in the ruins before Thalassa could and hid it.

For the past five years, she used the pendant to extort money from Faye.

If Faye didn’t pay up, she would give the pendant to Lysander and spill the beans about what happene d that year.

Fearing exposure, Faye could only pay her off.

That emerald pendant was like her treasure map, and she treasured it dearly.

She made a fake emerald pendant, planning to let Thalassa use it to find Lysander and make Lysander think Thalassa had tricked him.

The fake emerald pendant was made to look like the real one.

“Since you’re so dirty, there’s no use keeping your limbs. Might as well just waste them.” Lysander’s voi ce was cold and domineering.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bodyguard walked towards Isabella.

Isabella understood what Lysander meant. He was going to ruin her hands and feet.

Seeing the bodyguard walk towards her with firm steps, like a grim reaper from hell, she was petrified, her heart pounding, she cried out, “Mr. Sinclair, I was wrong. I’ll return the emerald pendant to you right away. I won’t do it again. Please, spare me for the sake of me being Thalassa’s co usin, who grew up with her… Ah!”

Before she could finish begging for mercy, her hands were pressed on the floor, the bodyguard steppin g on them without mercy.

The sound of her fingers breaking was clear as day.

Isabella screamed in pain, feeling like her soul was about to fly out That wasn’t the end. After her fingers were broken, the bodyguard straightened her legs, his hard leather shoe resting on her calf, and then he stepped down hard.

The sound of her calf bone breaking was like lotus root being snapped, clear, loud, and dull.

Isabella’s screams filled with pain echoed throughout the private room.

Terror, coldness, and cruelty.

But the soundproofing in the room was excellent; no one outside could hear.

Lysander, having seen it all, was unfazed by the scene, leisurely puffing on his cigarette.

The bodyguard tossed Isabella on the floor. She convulsed in pain, frothing at the mouth, her eyes rolli ng back, feeling like she was about to die.

No, this was worse than death.

If he had straight–up killed her, given her a quick death, she probably wouldn’t be in so much pain.

Lysander extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray after finishing it.

“The five million Faye gave you, that’s bribery. You’re the one taking the bribe. I’m giving you a week. If the money isn’t returned, you’ll be joining Faye in jail.”

Lysander said coldly, then got up and left the room.

If she wasn’t Thalassa’s cousin, her fate would be much worse.

Lysander had already shown her