Chapter 347

"You know you messed up?" Amelia arched an eyebrow, her tone icy as her cold gaze flicked toward him. Then, she stooped to retrieve the gleaming dagger from the floor.

“Yes." Ford swallowed hard. "I really do. I swear I know I was wrong. Please… Don't kill me."

Amelia crouched next to him and, with ...

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