Chapter 922

On the table was a massive bowl of sweet soup that was freshly cooked. It had an oil coating on the top layer. Even after sitting for a while, the soup was still boiling. The minute Sylvia's head was forcefully shoved into the bowl, she felt like her scalp was being instantly burnt off. Before she could even process the pain, Nicola had stabbed the shard into her chest. "Nicola, stop! Stop it right now!" Sylvia was terrified and tried to grab the shard from Nicola's hand. But Nicola's strength was so overwhelming that Slyvia was no match for her. She used every bit of energy to break free from under Nicola. As she fell, she landed right onto the ground, which was littered with sharp shards of broken porcelain pieces that stabbed into her body, sending waves of pain so intense she could hardly comprehend it. But no matter how unbearable the pain, she didn't dare to relax for even a second as she was well aware that Nicola was dead set on murdering her. Any moment of hesitation or