Chapter 369 Not a Man_1

Quella Radcliffe had not seen Julius Reed for a long time, and deep down, she missed him. But her tough exterior and tender heart meant she would never express this feeling.

Now, being carried by Julius Reed, a sense of security and happiness spread throughout her body, making her feel exceptionally comfortable.

The awful feelings from being kidnapped and slapped had also been swept away.

When they arrived above Sterling Fairbanks' head, Julius Reed kicked his head with his foot, "Hey, stop playing dead. I won't kill you."

"Really?" Sterling Fairbanks, who had kept his eyes tightly shut, opened them, asking with a hoarse and weak voice.

His pupils revealed desperation and pain.

Both his hands had been neatly severed; his legs were shattered, and his body, having lost too much blood, was already pale and powerless.

"I'm telling you, once you go back, you must find someone to come after me for revenge, the stronger the better, you got that?"