New York City
On the roof top of the Smiths apartment;Chloe Smith's thin and delicate body was hanging in the cold wind on the rooftop of the Smith apartments. "Sister, open your eyes wide and take a good look. How much do you love me, a man you've loved for ten years? Haha..." Chloe Smith narrowed her eyes and stared at Rose Smith provocatively. Rose's face was pale and her lower jaw was dyed red by blood.
Her blood-red eyes glared at Jack Brown and Chloe, who were fooling around in front of her. Her body hanging outside the railing was on the verge of collapse. She wanted to ask for help, but her throat was broken three years ago, so she could only make a strange and hoarse sorrowful cry.
"Oh, sister, it hurts so much when you grab her," Chloe grumbled. "So disappointing!" Jack cursed in a low voice and went to Chloe's side. Rose thought that Jack would give her a hand on account of their ten-year friendship. However, he was cruel and merciless. He broke Rose's fingers one by one and said coldly, "Little Mute, you should have died a long time ago."
Rose's broken fingers drooped in horror, and the explosive pain invaded her internal organs. Chloe smiled more happily and said, "Rose, how stupid you are. I killed your brother, Shaun Smith, but you support me like your own sister."
Rose's head exploded, and she stared at Chloe in disbelief. Chloe admired Rose's shocked expression very much. Her sharp nails pierced into Rose's delicate face.
"Yes, back then, I pushed your nine-year-old brother downstairs. Tsk, tsk. Shaun's expression at that time was similar to yours now. Also, silly sister, you became mute because of him, haha..."
"Ah... sob..." Rose's eyes widened when she realized what was going on. She grimaced like a ghost who was about to die.
"Haha, little mute, you want to kill me? Unfortunately, you will never have a chance! Haha..." Accompanied by Chloe's ferocious and wild laughter, Rose's last finger was severely broken. She fell in a straight line like a broken puppet, and her shrill screams were like a Nightingale's crying blood.
"Bang!" Rose's body smashed through the floor. Her brain burst open, and she was smashed into pieces!
Cold! Rose suddenly opened her eyes and found herself wrapped in icy cold lake water. The water plants wrapped around her neck. The feeling of suffocation made her realize that she had not fallen to her death. But why was she in the lake?
After she came to her senses, Rose struggled violently. Looking up at the light cast by the lake's surface, she wanted to swim up the lake. However, she was so tired. The more she breathed, the more nervous she became. She was so weak that her eyes were half-opened.
Just as Rose thought that she would die at the bottom of the lake, against the light, she saw a man, Alexander Gery, in black falling from the sky. He was getting closer and closer...
This scene was very familiar... At such a close distance, Rose finally saw the man's beautiful face that could turn the world upside down. There was no time to appreciate it. As soon as Alexander approached, Rose clung to his body like an octopus. This was her last life-saving straw. Rose still wanted to avenge herself. She had to live.
The man seemed to be dissatisfied with Rose's actions. He frowned slightly and was about to push Rose away subconsciously. Rose made a prompt decision. She held Alexander's face with both hands and moved her lips closer. As soon as she caught the clear air in his mouth, she sucked greedily like a baby.
Alexander's handsome face instantly darkened. Just as he was about to push Rose away, the two of them finally appeared on the surface of the water. When she was able to breathe, Rose immediately let go of his lips. She panted heavily, but her hands were still tightly hooked around his neck.
"Lila Winters, let go of me." Alexander's cold voice made Rose hold her breath. Lila Winters? Who... was she?
