Chapter 1672

Tyler fixed his gaze on Olivia, his eyes demanding answers like a debt collector pressing for payment. Even in her drunken state, her face turned pale—not from alcohol, but from the weight of his words. "Tell me, how should I let you go?" He let out a low, chilling laugh that echoed in her ears. "How could I possibly let you live so easily?" Olivia swung her hand, aiming to slap him. But before she could land the blow, Tyler caught her wrist in a tight grip, locking it in place. "Since we've already come to this point, neither of us should let the other go. Let me make this clear—if you don't want Jacob's remains, I'll destroy them. How about that?" "Do as you wish," she said flatly. He laughed. "Why aren't you reacting?" She didn't answer. She didn't even struggle. She knew all too well—the more she resisted, the more ruthless he would become. Tyler studied her silence with a smirk. "You think I don't know what's going on in that head of yours? That by giving in, you'll lesse