Chapter 177

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED THIRTY (2):

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Although Sheryl had that look of innocence, it was icy cold and there was a hint of indifference as if she was not bother by the slowly dying man on her feet.

“Oh, it’s just you, Dino…” a smile- she let out a smile.

It was eerie and sinister, he shivered, but not f...