But they were aware that staying here could mean their end.

If they couldn't walk, they would crawl out!

“Help me... Help... Me..."

Wynter was clinging to life.

She moved her fingers, attempting to beg for mercy.

She was a gruesome sight, drenched in blood.

Isaac was stony and menacing. He uttered in a grave tone, "After working with me for so long, you ought to understand who I am."

"You won't. kill someone by yourself..." Wynter understood Isaac's ruthlessness.

But she knew he had his own principles.

Isaac had never personally taken a life before.

That was because he had never had anything of importance to him before.

Something he would jeopardize everything for.

But the scenario had changed now.

Joe was his own child.

Even Wynter's death wouldn't quench his wrath!

“Dump her in that coffin." Isaac coldly ordered someone to dispose of Wynter.

“Ah! No, no..." Wynter was petrified.

However, in a swift motion, her body was effortlessly lifted and then forcefully hurled into the coffin.

There was a preserved corpse already inside.

The repugnant odor assailed her nostrils, sending waves of nausea and terror through her!