The Rise Of The Betrayed Heir

Chapter hundred thirty one

Andrew placed a hand on his chin, “You can't lose it, Adrian. Damn, when’s this shit gonna finish?’

“Andrew, I feel weak.” Adrian said, feeling energy being drained and squeezed out of him while strange liquid oozed out from his head.

“You know what? You're gonna have to hold your scream in, keep your consciousness because I will make the gash longer.”

“What?” Adrian's head went fuzzy. He was going to feel that crazy pain in that same throbbing side of his head. “Just do it… but be careful I don't lose it, while you're still on it.” He said, and Andrew picked up his scalpel.

Adrian watched it as it came closer, unable to take his eyes off. Finally, as it came so close, he shut his eyes tight, and felt the cool metal on a throbbing part of his head before it sunk in.

“Andrew.” Adrian gritted out, not being able to scream as he send. The slice was sharp, painful, and he got scared that Andrew would cut a vein, and would end his life right there on the spot.

He gripped his chains, pull