Chapter 428. Desperate Bargains

The fatty didn't answer Roswell's question. Instead, he raised his right hand. Two red beams of light shot from a bracelet hidden beneath his robe, striking both Roswell and the maid squarely in the chest. They instantly fell to their knees, their bodies paralyzed. They could still move their heads, but the rest of their limbs were rendered useless. Despite the paralysis, they could feel everything, yet couldn't budge a single finger.

"I'll only ask once, whore," The fatty growled. "Tell me who was the man you conspired with to kill me!"

Hearing the question, Roswell, who was still desperately trying to convince herself everything would be alright, suddenly lost all hope. Now she understood why her bastard husband who considered her as his punching bag, had brought her to this kind of secret place. He must have already decided to leave her here permanently.