“At worst, if you think you are at a disadvantage, I'll make it up to you, okay? You can do anything you want to me tonight,” Susan added.
“Make it up to me? Sure!” Donald replied.
Susan was instantly relieved by his agreement.
Knowing that she could not afford to offend a Stella Warrior, much less a high-level one, she was only focused on staying alive. As for the other matters, she would consider them later on.
Alas, her joy was short-lived, for Donald suddenly wrapped his fingers around her neck.
“You... Why...” Susan stared at him in horror, unable to fathom why he laid his hands on her when he had promised otherwise.
“Maybe I'm not the most loyal to you, but Gavin was. Even so, he still ended up dying. Why must you come up with excuses instead of admitting that you wanted to kill him? I hate people like you, so you are better off dead!” Donald snarled.
Xanathos, seated on the couch, heard a sharp cracking sound before Susan's head tilted to the side limply, all signs of life vanishing from her.
Despite his calm appearance on the surface, Xanathos panicked internally.
This brat... How on earth can he kill someone without batting an eyelid?
Men generally treated women gentlemanly, so it was rare for a man to be stony-hearted enough to end the life of a woman as beautiful as Susan.
After all, as Aldrich's secret lover, Susan was a stunner.
Yet, Xanathos realized Donald did not fall into Susan's seductive trap from the very beginning.
It was as though she was just a skeleton who was not attractive to the latter at all.
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