Chapter 859
The dagger plunged into Suzanne's flesh with a muted thud. She felt an intense pain in her chest, as though all her strength was being sapped away in an instant. Her eyes burned with fierce, murderous intent.
She gripped Sawyer's neck with all her might, trying to strangle him, but her body's weakness prevented her from finishing him off immediately. Instead, he backhanded her across the face. She went flying and crashed to the ground. Sawyer advanced, his eyes filled with hatred.
He gritted his teeth and struck her face again, cursing, "Did you forget what I used to do, bitch? If it weren't for my status, I'd still be hustling out there. How dare you try to match my ruthlessness?"
Suzanne felt dizzy, as if she had been thrown back into those dark days from her past. She shook her head, trying to clear her mind and get up.
But Sawyer grabbed her and hurled her into the circle of a dozen men. She landed hard on her back, a sharp pain shooting up her spine. The intense pain in her

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