Young Noble Timothe jumped just like a starving wolf over the body of the beautiful Alma, who couldn't believe her current situation and even more this result.
It didn't make sense, how could someone not be afraid of death and pain like this!? Just what the hell had this guy gone through to reach such a line of thought.
But that didn't really matter anymore! Whatever Young Noble Timothe had gone through it didn't really matter to her anymore. What mattered was that she was on a path of no return.
She didn't even care about who was Young Noble Timothe talking about when he spoke of his revenge and anger. What she cared about was the fact that she seemed to have fallen on the devil's claws.
It wasn't like she didn't think of attacking Young Noble Timothe once again, and running away, unfortunately, she wasn't able to do something like that.
