Bobby said fearlessly, “James, you son of a b*tch, you’re a sinner. You better kneel to me right now! Or else, Thea is going to die.”

James glared at Bobby. “Never. A man never easily gets on his knees. How could I kneel to a b*stard like you?

“Thea used to be my wife, but we’re already divorced. You’re a fool to use her to threaten me.”

“Slash her.”

Bobby ordered through the phone.

Cansington, a construction site.

Thea was tied to a chair.

The place was heavily guarded by men dressed in black.

One of them held a sharp dagger against Thea’s face.

When he received the order, he immediately slashed the dagger across her face.

A bloody wound instantly appeared on Thea’s left cheek as the knife swiped across her face. Blood began to drip down her cheek, staining her white dress red.

She felt severe pain in her face but could only whimper since her mouth was covered.

Thea struggled to free herself but was to no avail.

Bobby held the phone and shook it in front of James as he sa