Chapter 513
The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning
Zach had done such gruesome acts in the villa repeatedly. He never hesitated to torture a living person to death before Madelyn.
At first, she would be frightened and might even cry out of fear. Over time, Madelyn gradually became numb to it. Zach was originally such a ruthless person. He had blood on his hands from his involvement in numerous violent crimes. If he became the ruler of Ventropolis, it would be at the expense of others.
It had been so long ago that Madelyn had forgotten many things. However, this man with the face cover left a deep impression on her. He was one of Zachâs subordinates, Fred.
âDidnât Zach find Duncan three years later? Why is it happening now? Could it be that everything that was supposed to happen has already been accelerated?â Madelyn was worried and anxious but could not pinpoint the source of these emotions.
âAre the events from my previous life going to happen no matter what? Even if the original fate has changed, it still cannot be escaped in the end. Those destined to die will still meet their fate! What about me? Will I also repeat the fate of my past life and wonât live a long and fulfilling life?â
Duncan kept backing away and gripping a utility knife tightly with his hands. He was trembling with fear.
âDonât come any closer. Donât. I havenât done anything wrong. Youâve got the wrong person.â
Fred looked at the portrait in his hand. âI came for you today.â
Mya was on the verge of tears. âLetâs go quickly! Iâm so scared.â
Madelyn lost herself in thought. Suddenly, she heard an urgent voice, âMadelyn, watch out!â
Madelyn snapped back to reality with a sudden push, and Kennedy supported her. She looked over and saw that Duncan had already held Mya at knifepoint.
Duncan said, âDonât come any closer, IâI tell you. Iâll kill her if you dare to approach.â
Madelyn cried out, âMya!â
Mya appeared to be on the verge of tears, struggling to hold them back. She whimpered, âMadelyn, Iâm fine. Iâm not afraid at all.â
âShut up!â Duncan tightened his grip on Myaâs neck.
He looked at Fred. âItâs been eight years, but you still havenât let go of me! Itâs because of all of you.
Thatâs why my family broke apart, and my daughter died. Iâll take her with me even if I canât escape today.â
Madelyn suddenly stepped forward. âNo!â
âDonât go!â Lem tried to stop her but failed. Fred also looked at Madelyn.
Duncan seemed to fear Fredâs presence. His whole face looked menacing, and his hands were trembling. Mya was crying loudly, and blood was already trickling from her neck.
âDonât hurt her.â Madelyn was also terrified. If something happened to Mya today, she would never forgive herself. Mya was the only true friend Madelyn had made during all these years. She was kind and innocent, without any ulterior motives, like an untouched blank canvas. Her life should not come to an end today.
âIâI will trade myself for her. Please donât hurt her.â Madelyn approached step by step.
Someone in a nearby car fixed a deep, piercing gaze on that delicate and fragile figure. The eyes grew even colder with each passing moment.