My Sugar And Your Spice

Chapter 300

Chapter 300 The Mad Woman

Elyse’s eyes were glinting with madness. No matter how much her father was saying, she wouldn’t listen. “Don’t test my patience. Tie her up.”

“I remember you now!” Amelie shouted, remembering a memory from her past. “You’re that girl!”

That explains why she looked so familiar when I first saw her. Elyse used to live in Quinn Town. She was merely 11 years old back then, and she beguiled her aunt into cheating on her uncle. Then, Elyse led her uncle to the spot where her aunt was meeting up with her lover, leading to a… tragedy. That girl was dark, cruel, and smelled like death. Even in the face of her aunt’s bleeding corpse, she smiled.

However, she changed. When Elyse was with Leo, she was cheerful, happy, and beautiful. No longer was she the girl of death, so Amelie didn’t suspect her to be that girl. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Knowing what Amelie was thinking, Elyse nodded. “Yep. That b*tch kept coming down on me, snitching on me to Grandma. And her b*stard of a husband wouldn’t stop leering at me. I hated them, so I wanted them dead. As for you, Amelie, you’re not as kind as you think you are. You’re the real devil here. You wouldn’t stop showing off how happy you were back in Quinn Town. I know you were mocking me because I was unloved. After that, you even tried to take Leo away from me. You will pay for that.”

It was an unreasonable reasoning, yet Elyse fully believed she was the victim here.

Amelie said nothing for fear of angering her further.

Michael couldn’t take it anymore. “Elyse, please! We have to go now. Leo will soon know of his daughter’s disappearance. If he gets here, we’re done for.”

“Oh, shut it.” Elyse looked confident as she said, “Bria’s in Halport. Only Amelie knows she’s gone. There’s no way anyone could have called him. And I’ve kept my eye on her all the way. She didn’t have any chance to call Leo, either.” She slowly pulled out a knife and scraped it against Steven’s neck. “Not every day I get to see this, and I’m going to savor it. I won’t let him die a quick death. It won’t be interesting otherwise. How should I make it more exciting, then? Oh, I know. I will cut off his flesh inch by inch. A painful death is an entertaining death, after all.”

Beads of blood trickled from Steven’s neck before falling to the grass. She scraped some of it up and rubbed it between her fingers. Then, she smiled at Amelie as if asking for Amelie’s thoughts on her idea.