Chapter 925

Nicola was adamantly opposed to letting this nasty couple have long and happy lives. However, she was being held down by several bodyguards. She couldn't break free no matter how much anger and unwillingness burned inside her. All she could do was lie on the ground, struggle to lift her head and stare disdainfully at Silas as he approached. His expression was ruthless, yet he was strikingly handsome as ever. His brows were sharp, his nose was arched, and his piercing hawk-like eyes seemed to hold the deepest color in the world. He had once been the love of her life, and his face had been her most cherished sight. But now, he was nothing more than a mortal enemy she could never forgive. When Nicola saw the rage in his eyes, the last of her feelings for him dissolved entirely. She couldn't understand why Silas was still helping Sylvia to hurt her, even after her uncle and grandmother had died. She felt that he had no right to do this to her. Nicola had always been scared of pain as