His love

“Bitch, let go!” Seeing Mico in pain, Enan had enough and slapped Willow. Half of her face had swelled up, 

but she still didn’t let go. 

It seemed she wouldn’t release her grip unless the chunk of flesh fell off. 

“Let me go! Damn bitch! Let go!” Mico roared. He raised his hand, but the intense pain made him lose the 

ability to strike. 

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did. So she didn’t say anything and continued to bite him. 

Willow had always been against violence. But now, she found it refreshing to punish the people she hated 

with ferocity. 

Skyler better wished she was dead. Otherwise, Willow swore she would pay Skyler back tenfold. 

“Bitch! Have you lost your mind? Let go! Let go of me now!” Mico was in so much pain that he wanted to 

find something to pry Willow’s mouth open. 

However, his companions hadn’t found a suitable object yet. He suddenly felt a release on his shoulder, 

followed by an even more excruciating pain. 

Suddenly, Mico realized that Willow had torn off that chunk of flesh from his shoulder. 

Willow was surprised as well. She didn’t possess sharp teeth. But it seemed her hatred was enough to 

make up for it. 

“Bitch, I’ll kill you!” Mico screamed in agony. He gritted his teeth and slapped Willow hard. 

His companions were shocked by this. But since they hadn’t finished the job, they couldn’t kill Willow yet 

and had to endure it. 

Seeing Mico pull out his knife, Enan quickly grabbed the knife from him in fear of ruining the plan. 

“Mico, that’s enough! Have you forgotten what Ms. Dawson told us? Do you still want the remaining two 

million dollars?” 

Hearing this, Mico instantly calmed down. He couldn’t bear to give up the money. 

Since he couldn’t kill Willow, he glared at her and threatened, “I’ll give you hell later, fucking bitch!” 

Willow spat out the flesh and chuckled at this threat. She was going all out now. So, she wasn’t afraid of 

some low–life thugs. 

Seeing Willow’s contempt, Mico’s anger began to flare again. 

He threw his clothes on the ground and rushed toward her. “How dare you laugh? I’ll make sure you cry so hard that your eyes fall out! I’ll give you hell!” 

“Ouch! It hurts!” Mico didn’t manage to keep his word when his wound throbbed, causing him to tremble 

in pain. 

Since he couldn’t teach Willow a lesson, Mico entrusted the task to his accomplices. 

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Mico wrapped his wound with his clothes to slow the bleeding. He then pointed at Willow and said to the others, “Kill her! I want her to die in the most miserable way possible! I want her to regret living!”