Bitter Truth

"You!" Nora Alstreim's eyes shook.

So what if she had her will and resolve? In the face of death, she still couldn't remain indifferent.

"Why am I being killed? Didn't you just prove that I was innocent!?" She screamed in reluctance.

"As I said before... Enmity has already been formed..." Davis coldly replied as he slowly reached out his hand.

"Davis... wait..." Claire muttered with a hesitant expression on her face, but her voice was so low that Davis ignored it and went ahead, his palms crackling with arcs of black lightning!

Nora Alstreim's lips quivered as she felt the searing pressure emerge before her face. She couldn't help but shout!

"Let me go, and I'll promise I'll never pursue this matter!"

Claire became taken aback before she narrowed her eyes, "You're going to let this go when I'm at fault for this particular matter?"