Chapter 791


    Chapter 791


    Grace shuddered, and her teary eyes turned toward the man


    holding the gun to her head.


    “Daddy, are you going to kill me?”


    “No, Dad just wants to y the game with you.”


    Casare reached out his hand toward her.


    “Grace,e on. Let’s continue the shooting game.”


    Shaking her head, Grace wrapped her arms around Amon’s


    neck.


    Clinging onto him, she was unwilling to shoot again.


    Seeing this, the smile in Casare’s eyes faded.


    “Grace, you’re being a bad girl. All misbehaving pups would


    be punished, okay?”


    Grace turned pale with fright at the thought that her father would lock her up in a small, dark room


    every time she disobeyed him.


    Sensing she was shivering, Amon felt as if his heart was stabbed.


    The tumultuous surge of emotions – resentment, sympathy, grief, and remorse – suffocated him.


    After hugging Grace tightly, he let her go and reached out his veiny hand to snat ch the gun from her


    head.


    He wanted to take it and shoot Casare dead!


    However, Casare was swifter. He took another gun from his waist and shoved it against the man’s


    head.


    At a disadvantage and chained to the chair, Amon could do nothing but bow his head to Casare again.


    “Kill me if you like. Just don’t use the pup. Please!”


    “Grace still has no idea that I’m her birth father.” He thought grimly.


    “If she ends up killing me today, and she discovers who I am in


    the future, how is she going to handle the blow?”


    Amon didn’t want Grace to live in regret for the rest of her life.


    He hoped that Grace would always remain innocent, happy,


    and healthy.


    However, it was obvious that Casare would not let him die


    easy


    Casare bent over and let out a half-smile as he stared at


    Amon’s falcon-like, bloodshot eyes.


    “Well, how about Grace be the target, and you take the shot?”Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.