Chapter 143

Chapter: 143

Suddenly, Millie felt like a defenceless animal that was about to be butchered. Her heart was beating so hard that she could feel

it in her throat.

She was made to kneel before the owner of the hoarse voice. As she knelt down, the fabric of her pants rubbed painfully against

the skin of her knees. She clenched her teeth and tried to stand up, only to be kicked back down.

“Keep kneeling, bitch!”

Millie was terrified and in pain, but she did not show it on her face, and she did not try to stand up again.

She raised her head and looked directly at the cruel man in front of her. One look at him would be enough to make anyone

tremble.

“Where’s Marcus?” the man asked. He pressed a knife against her neck, cutting her skin in an instant. “I’m not the most patient

person, so you'd better tell me now before | lose my temper.”

Millie’s teeth chattered in fear. Was she going to die there? How unfortunate!

She really hoped that Marcus had managed to get away and would come to her aid shortly.

“I'm sorry, sir, but 1 don’t really know who Marcus is,” Millie replied. “You must have mistaken me, and | found the clothes and

shoes in the dumpster.”

“Do you think we’re fools?” the man snarled. “I don’t have much patience left, but I'll give you one last chance. If you don’t tell me

where that bastard is now, I'll have you killed right away.” As he spoke, his face contorted in wrath.

Millie’s palms started to sweat. She had no doubt that the man would kill her, but she could not tell him Marcus’ whereabouts.

Marcus was drugged not too long ago. She had to buy time until he was rescued.

Only then could he save her.

Millie’s silence prompted the man to snort angrily.

“What a waste of time! Kill her now! Then, continue looking for Marcus.”

The man from earlier covered her mouth with his hand to prevent her from shouting before forcing her to stand up and pressing a

knife on her stomach.

When her head was forcefully raised, Millie's eyes widened in horror. She noted how dark the sky had gotten before her mind

went blank. Like a lamb being brought to the slaughter, she felt completely helpless.

“You're kind of pretty, but you won't tell us where Marcus is. Now, | have no choice but to kill you.”

Millie fought desperately to break free of his grasp, but it was to no avail.

Then, all of a sudden, the man let her go, and Millie collapsed to the ground like a leaf. She expected the pain to follow, but it

never came.

Millie coiled herself up on the ground and began furiously shaking as she thought about her grandmother’s gentle face. She was

so overcome with fear that she did not hear the commotion behind her.

She was convinced that the reason she no longer felt pain was because she was already dead.