Chapter 8
"You—how could you do this?!"
Eugene's eyes widened, his voice trembling with anger.
"Johnson was a monster, but his daughter Cerise was innocent! You—what's the difference between you and a criminal?!"
I smiled, but my voice was ice. "Wasn't my daughter innocent?
"What about all those girls and boys who were butchered? The ones left in pieces—were they not innocent?
"I just made Johnson taste the same despair!"
Eugene fell silent.
His expression twisted, fury burning in his eyes.
Already losing control?
I tilted my head, amused. "What about your other question? Don't you still want to know what I said to Johnson?"
Eugene nodded stiffly.
"Wait!"
He suddenly froze, face contorting. "So the kidney sent to L wasn't yours...it was Cerise's?!"
I grinned. "Exactly.
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