chapter 132

Mr. Almer’s question hung in the air, the weight of it pressing down on everyone in the room.

Mrs. Martin’s smile faltered for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Do you have a death wish?" Mrs. Martin groaned.

"Pardon?" Mr. Almer asked, unsure of what he heard.

"I'm asking you if you wish to die so that I can make it snappy."

"Mrs, martin what is that supposed to mean."Mr. Almer groaned.

"It means don't you ever question my purpose for this path I have chosen."

She feigned as if she was heartbroken and clenched her chest.

"I lost my son, my precious boy because of that family and you think I will just let them off."

She paused, then she clicked her tongue a few times as she continued.

"That's not how things are done. The rule is simple. Blood for blood." She groaned then her lips curved up in a smile that made her look like a psychopath.

"And I can assure you,almer I'll get blood. As much as I can get my hands on and down myself in it." She burst into laughter.

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