Chapter 149 Catch Me If You Can

I hated Wendla. I hated her for insulting me and bullying the people I care about. This woman was like a black and white photo in my heart. I hated her so much that I wanted her to become a portrait of the deceased. I wanted her to experience the bitterness I had experienced and the taste of despair. This time, I didn't want her to get out of NJ City. I wanted her life, her vicious heart! I wanted her to die! David's eyes dimmed. He said, "Manny, I've been waiting for you to come back. If it weren't...