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Roseanne was beaten so hard that she fell onto the bed, and her face was numb with pain. She lifelessly let Guillermo force himself on her. His harshness made her frown in pain and shiver. She had already developed a deep fear of such a thing over the past few days, and it was like torture to her. Fortunately, Guillermo didn’t spend much time with her. He just turned over and dozed off after that. 
Roseanne tidied her clothes. Tears rolled down her cheeks silently as she cried inwardly. I miss Mom very much. Why am I alone now? I wish I could return to the old days when nothing happened, and I could still be pampered in Mom and Dad’s arms. If… 
Her eyes suddenly turned menacing. She mused, “If Cynthia hadn’t returned, I would still be the daughter of the Larson family and live at comfortable life. People who care about me wouldn’t have left me, and I wouldn’t have been bullied. Upon thinking that, she wished she could tear Cynthia apar, but now she had to get rid of someone first. 
Roseanne turned to Guillermo beside her. To prevent her from escaping, he had even locked the door when he was sleeping. There was no way she could escape. Roseanne hated him, the man who had ruined her, so much that she wanted to kill him. She suddenly caught sight of the fruit knife on the table. Its tip was sharp. She stared at the tip for a long time and imagined the scene she had thought about many times. 
Finally, Roseanne, enduring the pain, gathered her courage and gently got out of bed. After grabbing the fruit knife, she looked at the sleeping man on the bed. Her eyes were full of hatred. She slowly returned to the bed and raised her hands high. There was only one thought in her mind at that moment, which was to escape. She wanted to end Guillermo and get rid of her current life. After some internal struggle, she stabbed Guillermo in his chest forcefully. 
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Blood instantly soaked Guillermo’s clothes and also stained Roseanne’s fingers. The pain awakened Guillermo, and he looked at the frantic Roseanne and the fruit knife on his chest in shock. “Bitch, are you trying to kill me” 
Perhaps Roseanne hadn’t struck his vital point that Guillermo could still move at oozing from his chest. He thought he would die if that continued 

that im 
moment. He was somewhat scared at the sight of blood 
Guillermo struggled to get up. However, Roseanne wouldn’t let him have his way. 
“Ahh With a scream, Roseanne pulled out the fruit knife anxiously and stabbed it into Guillermo’s heart. The moment she pulled out the knife, his blood spurted out. Her face was stained with dots of blood. Even her eyes had blood in them, making her look horrifying Guillermo didn’t even have time to fight back before he died with his eyes open. 
The air was filled with the stench of blood. 
Roseanne huddled in the comer and panted. Only when she looked at her blood–stained hands did she feel scared. She hugged herself and kept murmuring. “I killed someone. What should I do? Mom, what should I do?” 
moment. She huddled in the comer for a long time unul Guillermo’s body became stiff. She raised her head and 
Roseanne was in a trance at that m happened to meet his eyes. 
“Ahh” Roseanne was so frightened that she ran to the door. But when she turned the doorknob, she found the door locked, and the key was on Guillermo’s body. She could only look for the key from Guillermo’s body if she wanted to leave. Holding back her fear, she slowly approached Guillermo’s body and told hersell. I didn’t want to kill anyone. You made me. That’s right. You deserved to die. I’m not afraid of you.” 

Roseanne rummaged through Guillermo’s body and finally found the key. She wanted to escape immediately, but it suddenly occurred to her that if the left like that, Guillermo’s body would be found two days later, and she couldn’t escape either. Altera moment’s thought, she went to the bathroom to wash herself up. Then, she took Guillermo’s money, disguised herself, and lit the things in the unit before leaving. 
The unit Guillermo rented was relatively shubby. The surrounding staff was old and easy to set on fire. When Roseanne left, the fire was not apparent and couldn’t be seen outside. 
It was already morning. The grandmother–granddaughter duo who lived upstairs happened to return from the market. When Roseanne humped into them in the corridor, the old lady greeted her warmly, “Young lady, are you going to work so early?” 
“Yeah” Roseanne was flustered and nodded unnaturally. She wanted to stop the duo when she saw them heading upstairs. After all, the units upitain would likely be affected if the fire spread. If I remind them, Ell easily arouse suspicion. Moreover, the old lady has seen me. She’ll cause me trouble if the police investigate it later. Fran’t be kind, she thought and said nothing in the end. 
Roseanne left ruthdeadly. She wanted to escape as far away as possible before she got noticed. It would be best if she could go abroad. 
Meanwhile, in Royal Blur Bay’s underground clumber, Anthony, dressed in a suit, sat on the chair with a cold and menacing look. In front of him were several men on the verge of death tied to a pillar. They were the men Samuel had caught the day before. Their bodies were full of whipping marks, looking miserable. 
“Mr. Clara, they re very stubborn” Hunk was afraid that someone might end up dying. 
Chapter 293 
Anthony’s eyes wavered slightly as he gently tapped on his leg. The underground chamber immediately fell into silence. 
The captives who were tied up were courageous but less confulent inwardly Despite Anthony’s gentle look, he was known for his schemes and brutality. The captives only wanted to not die a horrible death after falling into his hands, yet what they heard next shook up their perception of 
him. 
Anthony remained silent for a while before saying coldly, “Stop torturing them and get a doctor to treat them.” 
The captives were shocked at how unorthodox he was. 
Even Hunk was confused. “Mr. Clara, are you going to stop investigating? Shawn’s side will think we’re scared.” 
Anthony reached out to interrupt Hunk. He raised his eyes lightly, showing no emotions as he spoke. “How long have you been serving me?” From his experience. Hunk could tell that Anthony was intrigued and immediately tensed up. He hurriedly lowered his head and thought of something. “Sorry, Mr. Clara, I’ll go and catch their families now. If they refuse to tell us, we’ll make their families suffer as well.” 
Anthony checked the time, stood up, and patted Hunk’s shoulder. “Respond quickly next time? 
After Anthony left, Hunk felt himself in a cold sweat and thought, ‘How can one with a gentle look like Mr. Clara be so oppressive? I feel sorry for Ms. Davis. It must be not easy for her? 
Nevertheless, he dared not delay and gave the captives a few more reminders. “You guys have heard it. Don’t blame me if you refuse to say anything 
There was still no response from them.