"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Aileen click her tongue, "So touching indeed. You'd rather get your own fingers cut off than blame your dear Duke, wouldn't you?"
She lifted her foot, encased in a high-heeled shoe, and ruthlessly stomped on the old butler's injured arm, grinding her heel into it.
Cold sweat immediately broke out on the butler's forehead.
In intense pain, he clenched his teeth and roared aloud.
"Sir Duke, don't come over, it's a trap... Don't dare come... Miss is not here..."
"Damn old man!"
Aileen was furious, she kicked out, knocking the old butler unconscious.
Ivana Bennett rushed over, and several of the sidekicks immediately raised their guns at her.
Grinding her teeth, Ivana stared coldly at Aileen and made a throat-slitting gesture with her right hand.
"Kill me?" Aileen laughed, "You think just because you've killed Shura, you can kill me too?"
