The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 1342

When the man did not respond, I sneered and said, "I'm warning you, if you dare to touch me, you'll spend the rest of your life rotting in jail."

"There's no need to scare me. I know about all the horrible things you lot are capable of. Wretched businessmen like you steal from the poor like us. The least you can do is return the money to us."

His logic made no sense at all.

I furrowed my brows, convinced that this man had lost his mind. He seemed to have no morals or humanity. My mind told me not to provoke a madman like him.

Hence, I did not respond to him and glanced at my surroundings.

I had been wandering around aimlessly. I failed to realize that the crowd had lessened and that I had wandered into an isolated area.

I was no longer in Whaldorf City. Theo had not arranged for bodyguards to trail me, so if I wanted to escape this man, I had to come up with something myself.

"What are you looking at?" Amelia's brother asked with a faint smirk. "Trying to escape?"

"It doesn't matter if you believe me or not, but Amelia committed suicide. As for why she did it, you should know the reason better than I do. You guys leeched off of her, and the pressure she was under was unbearable. She was like a walking corpse every day. You killed her."

The man's smile disappeared as his expression darkened suddenly. He said darkly, "I guess you don't want to live anymore."

As soon as he said that, he took a knife from his bag and approached me.

My face paled. I did not think he would go to such extremes. He was going to murder me on the streets.

Behind me was a dead end. When faced with a strong man who was wielding a weapon, I had no chance of escape.

As he approached me, a sense of dread washed over me. I watched as he swung his knife at me. I wanted to dodge with every fiber of my being, but my body refused to move. There was nothing I could do.

"Go to hell!" His venomous voice rang through the streets.

"Don't you dare, Anthony!”

Tory sneered as if he was looking down on me.

I knew he thought that I was a spineless coward. I had no intentions of trying to praise someone who did not think highly of me, so I held my tongue.

Anthony was bruised and battered. He was now curled up on the ground, begging for mercy. "I was wrong, Young Master Zimmerson. I'll never do that again. Please spare me. Don't hurt me anymore.”

Tory looked at his subordinates for a moment and said curtly, "Sure." His subordinates stopped immediately and stood off to the side.

Tory walked up to Anthony and knelt before him. He squinted at him and said," This is the first time, and this will also be the last. I’m warning you, never touch her again. If you do, you won't have any hands to gamble with. Perhaps it'd be a good thing for you to lose your hands."

Anthony was a wimp. He bullied the weak and feared the strong. He did not dare to disobey Tory and nodded hurriedly. "Rest assured, Young Master Zimmerson, I'll never appear before her again. I was reckless and stupid. Please spare me just this once."

Tory looked at him in disdain, then got up and kicked him while muttering in disgust. "Now hurry up and fuck off. Don't you dare show up in front of me again."