Chapter 919

"Nicola, do you want your uncle to live well? Or would you rather hold his ashes? The choice is yours." There was only a path in front of Nicola, and it was a dead end. She had no choice at all. She could only lower her head and walk to the end of the path. She lowered her eyes and inched closer to Sylvia's shoe. It was so disgusting that her stomach felt as if it was turning inside out. The sound of Sylvia's exaggerated and evil laughter only made her nausea worse, making the bile rise in her throat. But no matter how difficult the next half month would be, Nicola had to endure it. Many people had already died because of her, and she couldn't bear the thought of causing Thomas' death as well. If it happened, she wouldn't be able to forgive herself. Finally, after painstakingly eating all the soup and chicken that had been scattered on the floor, Nicola could no longer suppress her nausea and rushed to the trash can to throw up. "Interesting!" Sylvia leisurely drank a glass of