Chapter 140

Irene knew for a fact that rich kids like Chad were very afraid of death. Her visage was calm and her words direct. "Let me go." Chad refused. "I doubt you'd kill me." He was convinced that a girl like her would never go that far, unaware that she was a doctor—that anyone brave enough to pick up a scalpel was no coward! Irene simply pressed the sharp glass shard until it broke his skin, and as Chad felt the sharp pain in his neck, and reached up for a touch. His soul almost left him when he felt the warm, sticky sensation of his own blood! "W-Wait a minute!" he stammered nervously. "You're trying to humiliate me. I'd really deserve it if I didn't fight back." Having performed surgeries, Irene's hands were steady—she kept pressing the glass shard against Chad, making him feel the pain and kept making him bleed. It would look serious on appearance, but it was hardly life-threatening. After all, a doctor knows the human body from top to bottom, and what could be potentially let