Chapter 63 About Face
“Is that so? I can’t wait for it.” Kisa sneered as she looked at Anthony, “How do you plan to torture him?”
Anthony gleefully listed Gilbert’s chin as he said, “Tch, Gilbert, if you’ve begged for mercy earlier, you wouldn’t have needed to suffer this beating.” Gilbert knelt on one knee; his face was filled with icy pride. “Anthony Mullen, kill me if you dare.”
“Oh, I dare not take your life. You’re the CEO of GK Pictures after all, however…” As he said that, he suddenly glanced at Kisa and smiled mischievously. “I always liked the trope of a couple killing one another. Come, play that out for me.”
As he said that, he suddenly tossed a dagger at Kisa’s feet. Kisa looked at the dagger, and her eyes instantly lit up, but still, she cast a confused gaze at Anthony. “Mr. Anthony, this is…”
“Take this dagger and stab at him. As long as you don’t hit a vital organ, cut him as much as you like.”
Seeing Kisa not budging, he added, “What? Backing off now? I’m giving you a perfect chance for revenge. There won’t be a next time if you let this slip by.”
“Why would I back down?” Kisa smiled as she picked up the dagger, a ruthless smirk appearing on her face. “I’m just wondering where I should stab him for maximum pain without actually killing him.”
“You cruel witch!” Davian roared in a fury. “I dare you to touch Mr. Kooper! No matter where you run to, i’ll find you, and I’ll break you in half!”
Kisa tossed him a disdainful glance before turning her sights onto Gilbert’s icy, dark eyes. She then smiled. “I’m sure you’d never expected this day to come, right? Gilbert?”
Gilbert stared back icily at her, “You better kill me with a single blow, or else I’ll make you regret this.”
“Killing you in one blow is way too easy on you,” Kisa slowly walked toward him with the dagger in hand.
She pointed the tip of the dagger at his chest and softly drew a line across, her voice soft,” Have you experienced the pain of the bite of millions of fire ants?”
Gilbert stared coldly and wordlessly at her.
Kisa then sniggered, “I’ve experienced that before. That pain of flames burning my skin was hellish. So what’s that bit of pain you’re suffering now? Gilbert, let me tell you, even if I were to cut you a thousand times now, it wouldn’t sate the hatred in my heart.”
Looking at the overflowing hatred and bitterness on her face, Gilbert’s dark eyes sank.
How could he not know that this was a trap? He could, however, guess that this was the way for this woman to save herself.
When he came, he was betting that this woman would never help Anthony to do him in.
But now, facing the icy gaze of the woman before him, he realized he was wrong. ‘Perhaps, she really wants me dead.’
“Gilbert, tell me, where do you want me to stab first?” Kisa said as she pointed the tip of the blade near his heart, “How about we start from here?”
Davian gnashed his teeth.
Kisa glanced sideways toward Anthony and found him hugging his chest with an amused look on his face.
She squinted a little and gritted her teeth as she stabbed at Gilbert’s chest, but before anyone realized what was happening, she quickly withdrew the blade and deftly aimed it at Anthony’s heart.