Chapter 761

Xaviar lunged forward with his entire body weight. Clutching a cane for support with one hand, he used his other hand to viciously grip Willow's throat, slamming her against the car. "What have you done? Where the hell have you hidden Ivy?!" Willow felt as if all strength had drained from her body. A searing, icy pain radiated from her abdomen, leaving her limbs stiff and numb. Even the crushing pressure of Xaviar's fingers around her neck no longer registered as pain. Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, dampening her lashes and blurring her vision. Xaviar's contorted face swam before her eyes, his voice growing distant and muffled, as if echoing through a long tunnel. Yet Willow managed to curve her lips into a faint, triumphant smile. "Second Master Bridgeton," she whispered hoarsely, "didn't you say... neither Ivy nor I could ever escape your grasp?" "Then why don't you... take a wild guess... where... Ivy might be..." Her final words trailed off as her body slid limply down th