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Chapter 571 Martina'S Revenge (4) Manuel'S Here

Chapter 571 Martina's Revenge (4) Manuel's Here

In the abandoned warehouse, Martina let loose her true colours, fierce and terrifying.

She roared, "Shut your damn mouth! You don't get to say that!"

Susan endured the burning pain in her cheek, staring at Martina with her teeth clenched.

That was a stinging slap.

Although resenting Manuel, Martina didn't allow anyone to say anything bad about him. She must love him so much.

"Susan Phillips, you're such an idiot to choose Henry Parker instead of Manuel. Did you get a clue what kind of person Henry is?" Martina burst out laughing, seeming to have thought of something that would bring her great satisfaction.

Susan looked at the woman who had got mad.

"Sadly, I won't tell you!" said Martina fiercely, "You'll never know how stupid your life was!"

"Martina, What the hell do you want!" Susan had no idea and cared little about what she was talking about. She was just well aware that she would be driven crazy if Martina kept doing that.

"What do I want? Kill you, of course, and torment you before I kill you!" said she viciously.

"You're crazy!" Susan couldn't hold back her fear any longer. She didn't want to die, at least not at such a young age. "You know it's against the law, right?"

"Against the law?" Martina sneered dismissively, "I've broken it many times, okay? Let me put it this way. My brother and I planned a lot in secret. We even tried to kill Sarah Collins. Do you think I'm afraid to kill you?"

Her words chilled Susan, who had known she was a wrongdoer but did not expect that she was insane to the extent that when talking about killing someone she acted like it was not a big deal. "Impressive, huh?"

"You lunatic!" cursed Susan.

"Do you know what I hate the most in my life?" Martina said through gritted teeth.

"Manuel doesn't love you!" Susan shouted back.

But who was to blame? It was her fault!

"That's just one of them." Martina watched Susan falling apart, with apathy. "I still can't figure out how my brother fell at Hannah's hands! Have you heard of what he's done to her? How did she get away from him!"

"Good prevails over evil!" Susan gave her a hard stare, "You think you've got it all covered, but God won't let you get away with it! It's only a matter of time before you lost to Hannah!" "Enough!" It was beyond her endurance.

She might let go of the fact that Manuel wasn't into her and put it down to his fidelity to her love for Susan. But she couldn't take it anyway when it came to losing to Hannah. Once did, it'd mean that their family was indeed intellectually inferior to Hannah, which however, went against the Sawyers' abiding sense of superiority and the belief that they were the smartest, the most calculating, and that everyone was no match for them. Yet unexpectedly, they were defeated, completely.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, while Susan was feeling much better.

Fortunately, Hannah saw through their ruse, otherwise who knew what kind of hell Hannah would've been through?

"Susan, that's enough patience for you!" Martina's face darkened all at once. A murderous gleam appeared in her eyes by which Susan was instinctively frightened even though she got herself all psyched up. She bit her lip and scowled at her.

"Since I can't kill Hannah, your death can also serve as revenge for her!" said Martina balefully.

Susan was trembling all over on hearing this.

"Before I kill you," Martina looked her over from head to foot, with cold eyes.

Susan stiffened her body, trying not to lose in total breakdown.

"I'd like to see what it is about you that he is attracted to!" Martina said evilly, "I've been thinking about it, and the only thing that occurs to me is your body. I must say, it's quite seductive." Susan's pupils dilated and her body was shivering uncontrollably with dread.

"You two!"

The men behind Martina came to her immediately.

"Strip her naked!" she ordered.

"Martina!" Susan couldn't believe she would do such a thing to her.

She was unmoved by Susan's crack-up. What's worse, she was in perverted interest to see her humiliated. It must feel wonderful-no, excellent to see that!

Martina watched them going up to Susan and stripping her clothes off without hesitation. They were about to rip off her clothes when suddenly there was a loud bang at the warehouse gate.

Martina turned pale right away.

How did Manuel get here so fast?

She was now at a pier on the very edge of Kensbury City, and suppose he started from the nearest part of the city, it would take him at least half an hour to get here, and more than 20 minutes if he was faster. But now, he got here less than 15 minutes after she had called him.

Manuel must love Susan so much that he was so desperate to save her life.

Martina's face grew darker at the thought. She had anticipated that he would see how badly Susan had been treated on arrival and she would see him suffer and regret.

She gritted her teeth and glared at the huge iron gate that was being kicked hard.

"Plug up her eyes, ears and mouth!" Martina ordered.

She didn't want Susan to know Manuel came to her rescue lest she took it as a source of pride in front of her. Susan was doomed to death today anyway, but Martina wanted her death to be miserable.

Susan was blindfolded, put on a headset to block out the sounds around, and gagged with a strip of cloth. Still, she sensed that someone was there, who might come to save her. Her heart was beating so fast with a mixture of terror and expectation that pushed her to the brink of collapse.

At length, the gate was crashed open. It was unimaginable that a huge iron gate was smashed by him bare-handed.

Seeing Manuel, Martina was almost certain that he was the one who had got Sarah out of her hands.

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