Lillian turned her face away angrily and glared at Roger, "Why did you stop me?!"
"You should know Lucas Walker's personality. If we harm her, it might affect our plans," Roger said coldly, lifting the corners of his lips slightly, "Your Highness, just wait a little longer. Once we've accomplished our goal, you can do whatever you want with her!"
"Hmph!" Lillian bit her lip and released Ivana Bennett's left hand which she had been clutching, "You'll get yours in a few days!"
Ivana Bennett gently moved her neck, her deep, ink-black eyes intently gazing into hers.
"You will pay for everything you've done."
"Ha…" Lillian sneered, "Ivana, I think the real fool here is you. To go to such lengths for your son, such a great mother indeed... I wonder, when your son sees your body, disfigured by the seawater and mutilated by the fish and shrimp, do you think… they might be traumatized?"
"They won't." Ivana's expression remained calm, "Because... I won't die!"
