Your family is filthy damn rich and stole one of my properties. Your parents were already dead. You're alone. Seeing your hatred, misery, agony, and devastated face of yours when you were young makes me smile evilly. I was hoping to see that expression again while I tackle you to death. Hope for my new surprise. See you, my fair lady.
I gritted my teeth while reading this death letter. I don't know whoever a person will be going to involve in this. Seeing a bunch of death letters always wanted me to puke. I sat down in my executive chair, too tired to think again who made this damn letter. I'm tired of this. I'm tired of this sickening joke.
I could feel Dylan's eyes intensely looking at me but I don't give a damn care. I am not in the mood to work. Receiving death threats was just maki
