Chapter 687 Illegitimate

As I spoke, I suddenly grabbed her hand. She instinctively let go of the curved knife in her hand, and the blade did not cut my wrist but fell straight onto the snow piled underfoot. "Yvette Scott, are you crazy?!" She probably did not expect me to do this. She was staring at me incredulously with her eyebrows furrowed tightly. Seeing her like this, I smirked. I released her hand, and bent down clumsily to pick up the curved knife. They seemed to like using this type of knife. Lucas had also given me one before, but it seemed to have gotten lost. I did not know where that knife was now. Wiping off the snow on the blade, I looked at her and said, "Next time you want to play tricks on me, you can make it more realistic, Yara. You've killed so many people, you should be very familiar with the look in the eyes when killing someone. This time, you weren't ruthless enough." "You..." I truthfully did not know if she had killed anyone, but I figured there must have been quite a few lives l