When the second strike came, Henry’s eyes filled with terror, and he did not dare take it head–on. Instead, he leaped away, his figure flickering several times as he fled the scene.
His bitter voice echoed back through the night. “Just you wait, Andrew!”
Andrew remained unmoved and turned to look at the blue–eyed woman before him. Her facial features looked like she was from Holtrien. However, her blue eyes clearly marked her as mixed–blood.
Seeing Andrew studying her, Cordelia giggled sweetly and bowed gracefully, very demure. “I’m Cordelia Bourne. Thank you so much for saving me, handsome. I’m mixed–race. Do you like my eyes? Why don’t
you come closer for a better look?”
Her voice was bright and clear, like a songbird. Combined with her innocent smile, it was almost impossible not to be drawn in.
Andrew, as if under a spell, began stepping toward her.
The smile on Cordelia’s face grew brighter. However, it turned cold as the dagger in her hand thrust
viciously toward Andrew.
Andrew raised his hand and slapped her dagger away with a single strike. At the same time, he grabbed
her throat and lifted her off the ground.
Cordelia struggled to breathe, her eyes wide with shock. “Y–You were only pretending earlier?”
Andrew smirked. “With such cheap tricks, you thought you could seduce me? Silly girl, you must still be dreaming. Now, you will answer whatever I ask.”
Cordelia gritted her teeth. “Forget it, I will never tell you anything. If you have the guts, just kill me.”
Andrew smiled. “Sure, then die!”
He slammed a fist into her forehead, and Cordelia looked shocked before collapsing unconscious with a
thud.
Eric frowned. “Why spare her?”
Andrew hoisted Cordelia over his shoulder and said quickly, “Let’s go find somewhere to lay low. Shiloh’s
probably not at the Majestic Hotel anymore, and that guy from before was strong and smart. He tricked everyone, drawing all the factions to the hotel while secretly moving Shiloh elsewhere.”
Eric thought for a moment. “So you plan to use this woman to find out where?”
Andrew nodded. “Exactly. Once we get back, you can use Phantom Mirage to get the truth out of her.”
Before long, under Eric’s lead, they found a hideout. Andrew wasted no time and roused Cordelia back to
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consciousness. She opened her eyes and immediately scanned her surroundings warily.
Andrew said coldly, “Choose whether you want to live or die.”
Cordelia giggled sweetly. “So it was you who brought me here, cutie.”
Andrew said coldly. “Choose: do you want to live, or do you want to die?”
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Cordelia gave a soft laugh. “So it was you who dragged me here. Well then, I suppose I want to die… Preferably with you, in the most thrilling way possible.”
Andrew’s face remained frozen and hard. “I will ask only once. Where did the Crimson Flame Cult take Shiloh?”
Cordelia bit her lip and lowered her lashes pitifully. “I wouldn’t know.”
Andrew’s eyes narrowed. “Are you really not afraid of death?”
Cordelia slowly began removing her clothes, revealing her undergarments and a full chest. “I would love nothing more than to die. So go on, let’s see which one of us dies first.”
Andrew’s face did not change. “She’s all yours.”
He rose to his feet and left Cordelia with Eric.
Eric sat down where Andrew had been, his sharp eyes fixed on her.
Cordelia pouted and fluttered her lashes. “Oh my, both of you are so handsome. Come closer… Come and
finish me off.”
Before she could say more, Eric slapped her twice across the face, hard and merciless.
Cordelia froze, clutching her cheek, her eyes burning with fury. “Are all Holtrien men so cruel toward women?”
Eric smiled. “First piece of information: she’s not from Holtrien.”
He delivered two more merciless slaps.
Cordelia was completely dazed, her cheeks swollen, and blood trickled at the corner of her mouth.
Glaring at Eric, she snarled viciously. “I’ll remember those slaps.”
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