Chapter 49 James Kneels and Begs for Mercy, Gloria, I'm Sorry

In a flash, James caught the golf club flying toward him.

His hand, still unbandaged, tore open at the wound. Bright red blood gushed out like a spring, slowly sliding down his sleeve and staining his silver cufflinks red.

But he didn't care at all. His eyes were ice-cold as he said with undeniab...

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