Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 972

That day, Skyler brought multiple comrades to the research center in the west zone. Many had died in the operation, with a total death count of twenty-two. Matthew and Skyler had been tight-lipped about the matter, and it was not until Veronica asked about the situation when Eleanor came over that she learned how many people had passed that day.

Among these people, some had been close friends of Matthew's and were talented individuals cultivated by him for many years. In the end, they sacrificed their lives because of one word from Crayson.

Veronica pushed the dagger into his chest, inch by inch, penetrating his thin shirt and piercing through the surface of his skin. Blood trickled from the wound, staining his clothing in maroon. He stood as motionlessly as a statue, unable to find the words to refute her deadly question.

"You've been involved in my life since I was a child. That's why I kept quiet when you attempted to take Matt's life the first time, but you shouldn't have continued targeting him without the slightest hint of repentance!"

While she was speaking, her eyes gradually reddened with tears. Every word she uttered was meant to agonize him, but she was also suffering from heartbreak. The torment in her heart was no inferior to the pain she felt as she stabbed the dagger into his heart.

"My children were my last straw, but you sacrificed me in the name of the greater good. You even used my children to threaten me. Did you think I'd accept being a puppet at your mercy?" She took a deep breath and forced herself to remain calm. "I'm asking you one last time. Where are my children?"

"Gosh. You're f*cking pathetic." After listening to Veronica, Skyler was so furious that his face flushed with anger. He was tempted to kick Crayson in the head just to see what was inside that old head.

However, with every inch of the blade digging into Crayson's chest, Skyler dared not make another sound as the situation was about to explode. After all, both were masters in martial arts. If a fight broke out between them, it would resemble an eruption in the universe. Hence, it would be safest to stay away from interfering.

Crayson gritted his teeth and glanced at the dagger in his chest. Then, he looked up at Veronica with a benevolent smile. "Roni, I watched you growing up. I know you don't have the heart to kill me."

"Is that so?" she sneered. Although she exerted more strength into the dagger, she could not bring herself to finish the job. He is right. I couldn't make myself to do it. I don't have the heart to do it!