Living held nothing he desired, not even the right to protect Anna Jadwin.
If he lived, she had to die!
[It's them who should die! It was she who betrayed your love. The crystal has always been yours—the throne, it's this woman who hindered your path, I helped you clear the way…]
[Locke, if you dare touch her, I'll kill you.]
Locke, with a twisted smile, held Maxwell Cameron's cooling body and laughed maniacally.
He thought that by obtaining Blue Tourmaline, killing Anna Jadwin and Wayne Bailey, and erasing Maxwell Cameron's memories, he could rewrite the tragedy of the past life and the whole world would be his…
…
"Wayne Bailey, stop hitting me!" Anna Jadwin cried desperately as she pounded on Wayne Bailey's chest, "Maxwell Cameron may still be alive, he may not be dead, do you want everyone to die?"
Wayne Bailey held her wrists, not because it hurt but because he could not bear the sight of her bruised fists.
"Save him... please…"
Wayne Bailey closed his eyes heavily.
