His future would only be limitless if Sophia was dead!
“How is this messing around?” Charles lowered his head to look at her, his face so close to hers he was almost touching her.
He tightened his grip around her throat and said slowly, “Is this messing around?”
“Charles, she’s your grandmother. You’ll strangle her to death if you continue… this…” Jax had blood all over his neck and four limbs, and there was a troubled look on his face as he said this.
However, instead of letting go, Charles merely reached his other hand out to grab Sylvia’s throat as well before holding her up in the air. “Grandmother? Did she remember that she’s my grandmother when she killed the woman I love? Hmm?”
His eyes were filled with resentment and the blood veins in his eyes seemed as if they were about to turn into blood and flow out of his eyes. He looked as if he was about to kill.
Sylvia was running out of air and her mind went blank. She kicked her legs as her hands instinctively reached out to Charles’ hands, trying to break herself free.
Pain!
Just as if she was about to die the very next second!
“Does it hurt?” Charles watched her eyes roll to the back of her head and his lips curled up into a sadistic smile. “I’m not even doing much and you’re already hurting so badly?”
“What about Sophia? Can you even imagine how much pain she was in when she burned to death? The pain and suffering she went through were a hundredfold worse than you, maybe even a thousandfold!”
One look at the wounds on Sophia’s body already ached his heart, and he could not possibly imagine the agony she felt!
Sylvia’s tongue bulged out as her face flushed red. She was in no state to answer his question.
She really had the feeling that she was about to die…
Still, Charles was indifferent to how much she struggled. Instead, he merely tightened his grip.
The people who caused Sophia’s death deserved to die!
Seeing that someone’s life was at the edge, the doctor and nurses could not hold back their fright anymore and quickly hurried forward to stop him. However, Sterling did not give them the chance. He grabbed a chair and shooed them all away, not allowing them to go any closer to Charles.
This evil witch killed Soph. She deserved to die, he would just go to prison on Charles’ behalf when the time came!
“Stop!”
Right then, someone kicked the door open.
Yvette came running into the room anxiously with two handsome middle-aged military officers who immediately went straight to Charles and pulled him away.
Things would get messy if someone died!
“Charles, let go!” The eldest son of the Cox family tried to yank Charles away, but Charles did not budge still as he kept a steady grip around Sylvia’s throat.
Sylvia was noticeably much weaker now, and she looked as if she did not have much time anymore.
Desperate, the second son of the Cox family hit Charles’ neck with a knife-hand strike.
He had been in the army for many years now and he was skilled at controlling his strength. He was certain that this magnitude of force was sufficient to put an adult man out. However, Charles’ body merely shook lightly as he released Sylvia.
Sylvia wrapped her hands around her throat as she coughed violently.
She had never realized how great being able to breathe felt than this very moment.
Charles slowly turned around and looked at Yvette who had rushed over to stop him, as well as his two uncles, and his eyes turned cold. “Give me a valid reason to stop.”
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