Yasmin thought, 'If only I didn't meet Eric back then... None of this would've happened. That way, I wouldn't be used by Clayton and wouldn’t have lost my freedom.
Yasmin looked at the man on the ground with gloomy eyes. Her expression turned vicious.
She slowly raised the dagger in her hand and hooked her lips.
"When he dies, you'll inherit his property. Then, I can return to Southeast Asia to rebuild my forces. Son, I won't give birth to you in vain!"
Chance got up from the ground and shook his head to stop her.
However, Yasmin did not care about Chance’s objection and only wanted to quickly resolve the matter at hand.
Yasmin smiled. "I'll let you see how I kill your father. You'll probably be traumatized by it, but it doesn't matter. Mommy grew up watching people get killed, and I have killed people myself. You’re my son, so you ought to learn how to kill. How about this? Why don’t you kill him? You might even get cured after killing him...”
After she spoke, she took Chance’s hand and gave him the dagger.
Chance stepped back in horror. His eyes were filled with shock and panic.
However, Yasmin only felt angry and disappointed when she saw him shrinking back and refusing.
Yasmin slapped Chance hard on the face. which made a loud sound.
Chance fell to the ground in shock. His small body could not withstand her force.
He began to tremble all over.
Yasmin’s eyes were indifferent, and the expression on her face was a little distorted.
"You little ingrate! You're just lucky to survive until now. I really regret giving birth to such a useless coward like you. If I were in Southeast Asia, I would've shot you dead!"
Chance shuddered in horror. Although he did not make a sound, tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. He looked at her pitifully and wept silently.
He was in pain and suffering, but he had no way to vent his emotions.
Yasmin looked cold and turned her attention back to Eric.
The dagger touched Eric's neck.
As long as she exerted a slight force, blood would flow out profusely.
At that time, everything would be hers again.
Just when she raised the dagger :e->XNS< planned to stab Eric, Chance suddenly rushed over.
He used his small body to block the dagger as he cried silently.
Yasmin was livid.
"How dare you stop me?! He's starting to doubt me. If I don't kill him, he'll kill me sooner or later. To tell you the truth, I lied to you when I asked you to persuade him to reconcile. I just wanted a chance to get close to him and kill him. Don't stop me, or I’ll kill you too!"
Her life was ruined.
How was it fair that only her life was ruined?
Who did Eric think he was?
She made a mistake and lost everything to Eric.
Thus, she must set things right. She must kill Eric and avenge herself!
After Yasmin finished speaking, she picked up the dagger and charged toward Eric.
In the next second, Eric, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, which were dark and cold.
Eric grabbed Yasmin’s wrist tightly and looked at her with a gloomy chill.
Yasmin's eyes widened in shock.
"How are you awake?! I clearly sprayed colorless and odorless hallucinogens everywhere!"
“Impossible! How is this possible?!"
Her wrists trembled slightly.
Yasmin wanted to use force, but there was a huge disparity between a man’s and a woman’s arm strength. Eric also caught her by surprise.
Eric stared at her with frigid eyes.
Their stare down only lasted a few seconds.
With a sudden force, Eric folded Yasmin's wrist back, and the dagger fell to the ground.
Yasmin's face turned pale with pain, but she refused to admit defeat.
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