In the wavering candlelight, the rubber mask with strands of hair attached clung to the head of a woman who looked bald at first glance. At that moment, a sharp dagger was pressed against her neck. She didn't dare to move. Even her breathing became shallow.
Dominic looked at the woman and frowned. Meanwhile, Vespera, standing by the door, finally regained her composure and stepped closer. She poked the woman's cheek. The smooth yet stiff skin was warm. The woman was clearly alive.
"You aren't dead, Mrs. Morgan?" Vespera asked.
Belinda, or rather, the wealthy Jitanese woman, Sabrina, who had orchestrated this terror, stayed silent as she lowered her head.
Vespera was enraged. She ripped off the mask and grabbed a fistful of hair before yanking Sabrina's head back. She said, "How did you become Ms. Belinda? Are you playing two roles? Is it fun? Was scaring me with ghost tricks fun?"
As Vespera spoke, she pressed the dagger deeper. Any deeper and there would be blood.
Sabrina's face turned pale as she felt the dagger on her skin. "I'm with the association. Kill me and none of you will leave this island alive!"
Dominic took over and nudged the blade deeper. A bead of blood immediately slid down Sabrina's throat. He said, "Let's see whether or not the association would stand up for you if I killed you."
Dominic was smiling, but his tone was chilling. He added, "The winner has more power than a corpse after all."
Sabrina widened her eyes in fear. Rather than the pain, the crushing pressure of knowing Dominic might actually kill her in the next second was more terrifying.
When confronted with death, people tend to break. And now, Sabrina trembled and pleaded, "It's just an entrance test. I'm just carrying out orders. I never meant to target Ms. Gildon."
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