Chapter 1739
Ivanka smiled. “Don’t worry, Mr. Livingston. I trained her, so I’ll take care of her.”
Lisa turned pale.
On the outskirts, in an abandoned warehouse…
Ivanka walked to Lisa, who was badly beaten.
Lisa reached out with a shaking hand, grabbed her pants, and begged with tears, “Ivanka… I didn’t betray you… Please believe me.”
Ivanka chuckled, leaned down, and grabbed her by her chin. “Lisa, I agreed to help you because I saw how ambitious you were, but I didn’t expect you to try and get rid of me once you got to Yaramoor.”
“I… I didn’t…” Lisa used up all her energy to speak. “Please give me one more chance, I beg you.”
“No more f*cking chances!” Ivanka stood up straight and kicked Lisa while cursing, “Do you think I didn’t learn anything from being on the streets for years? Do you think I can’t handle a little b*tch?”
The 4-inch heel took Lisa’s breath away. She trembled, convulsed, and could only moan.
Ivanka turned around and looked at the man next to her. “Cut off her finger

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