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Chapter 227

  Fern's Perspective   "Spare them..." His voice was low and raspy, as if the breath had been squeezed from deep within his throat—fragile yet firm.   Elena laughed softly, her dagger at some point in her hand. The sharp tip of the blade gently slid down his cheek, leaving a fresh trail of blood on his already scarred skin. She leaned in close to him, whispering in his ear, "You really make me sick to my stomach, to have fallen this low. Didn't you always despise me? What now?"   He didn't respond. He just opened his gray-blue eyes and gazed deeply into mine.   My heart trembled.   He was saying goodbye.   "No!" I struggled desperately, attempting in vain to rush toward him. But the man in black behind me held me down in an unrelenting grip, a cold gun barrel pressed against my back.   Elena stood and turned to the henchman beside her, her tone chillingly calm. "Show him what humiliation truly means."   Before I could react, I heard a loud thud. The sickening sound of a club hitting fl

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