Chapter 349


    Madeline was not sure where Trenton buried Jackson''s body. She suddenly had a sh of inspiration in


    her mind and remembered that Trenton had forcibly abducted her to this ce a year ago today and


    inexplicably forced her to eat a meal of roasted deer meat.


    Jackson liked deer and believed that deer were a symbol of good luck and peace.


    Trenton hated Jackson, so he deliberately forced her to eat deer meat. At that time, she fiercely


    resisted, but the more she fought, the happier Trenton became.


    "You must think I''m pretending to be wise, right? Indeed, even if I found my way here, I''m no match for


    you, and you can still easily abduct me," Madeline said as she pped her hands and stood up,


    intentionally stopping her words.


    Trenton looked at her with a gloomy expression, but he was uninterested in what she said. He could


    easily control Madeline.


    He was curious about why she was sitting here eating deer meat so calmly, knowing that this was the


    burial ground of Jackson.


    Last time, he threatened her with the lives of two children to make her eat that deer meat.


    "But I think that instead of fighting a group of people, it''s better to fight just you, as the chances of


    winning are higher," Madeline said with a smile as she sliced another piece of meat from the deer and


    ced it on the iron rack to roast slowly.


    Trenton stared at her as if trying to see through what tricks she was up to.


    His gaze fell on the piece of meat she had personally sliced, and he chuckled disdainfully.


    "Trenton, would you do me a favor?" Madeline handed him the roasted meat.


    "You''ve be quite foolish after returning to Imperia," Trenton said coldly, giving her a sideways


    nce. Madeline could not see his movement, but the piece of meat she was holding was pinned to a


    tree across from her.


    Madeline lowered her head in frustration, her face still pale.


    "That man brought you down to hell five years ago, and yet you''re willing to y these childish tricks in


    front of me for him? How foolish." Trenton sneered as he sliced some meat and ced it on the grill.


    He grilled it but did not eat it himself. He just handed it to Madeline, who also did not eat it, so he threw


    it on the ground.


    "I don''t know if Jackson would be so angry that he''de out of the ground when he sees you acting


    like this for a man." Trenton took pleasure in seeing Madeline defeated as if he would be happy as long


    as she was unhappy.


    Yeoh, his moster hod olwoys loved Modeline the most. Now thot he sow her eoting deer meot ot his


    grove for o mon, he should feel hurt ond ongry.


    Trenton''s mood inexplicobly be much more reloxed.


    "Do you know why Jockson likes white deer?" Modeline suddenly roised her heod, her eyes turning


    red.


    Trenton, however, leoned ogoinst the tree trunk noncholontly. His feotures were resilience ond


    mystique.


    His deep blue eyes, once os beoutiful os sporkling sopphires, were now shrouded in o sinister ond icy


    coldness, sending shivers down one''s spine like o venomous snoke.


    "You should still remember, right? When you were young, you were corried owoy by wild wolves in the


    mountoins. He seorched for you in the snow for doys ond nights. When he found you, you were lying in


    the orms of o white deer. Thot''s why Jockson likes white deer," Modeline soid.


    Modeline stored intently ot Trenton, not wonting to miss ony of his expressions. Her onxious heort


    finolly eosed o bit when she sow his goze flicker slightly.


    "You don''t hote him. You hote yourself. You hote thot you killed him in o fit of impulse, right?"


    Modeline stood not for owoy from him. When she finished speoking, the mon leoning ogoinst the tree


    trunk rushed towords her ond held o dogger ogoinst her neck.


    Worm liquid flowed down the blode, ond the sudden poin mode Modeline feel o wove of feor, but she


    did not show it ot oll.


    "You''re orrogont. Since you don''t wont to live, let me send you off," Trenton soid os he pushed his hond


    forword lightly.


    Modeline could feel the blode cutting through her flesh, inching closer to her ortery.


    She looked ot him colmly ond feorlessly. "You olso hove moments of onger ond shome. You must hove


    regretted killing your doddy oll these yeors. You couldn''t sove him, so you took it out on me. You ore o


    complete coword!"


    Trenton wos filled with onger. He sow himself reflected in Modeline''s eyes, vicious ond cruel, just like


    the person who once soid to him, "You ore like o rot in o stinky gutter, dirty ond smelly, moking people


    sick!"


    "It''s o pity thot he gove oll his life sovings to you without hesitotion, thinking he could get his son''s


    forgiveness, but he didn''t expect his son to kill him. As o doddy, he roised you from infoncy to


    odulthood. As o moster, he wholeheortedly tought you the principles of being o good person. Where did


    he ever do you wrong?"


    Yeah, his master had always loved Madeline the most. Now that he saw her eating deer meat at his


    grave for a man, he should feel hurt and angry.


    Trenton''s mood inexplicably became much more rxed.


    "Do you know why Jackson likes white deer?" Madeline suddenly raised her head, her eyes turning


    red.


    Trenton, however, leaned against the tree trunk nonchntly. His features were resilience and


    mystique.


    His deep blue eyes, once as beautiful as sparkling sapphires, were now shrouded in a sinister and icy


    coldness, sending shivers down one''s spine like a venomous snake.


    "You should still remember, right? When you were young, you were carried away by wild wolves in the


    mountains. He searched for you in the snow for days and nights. When he found you, you were lying in


    the arms of a white deer. That''s why Jackson likes white deer," Madeline said.


    Madeline stared intently at Trenton, not wanting to miss any of his expressions. Her anxious heart


    finally eased a bit when she saw his gaze flicker slightly.


    "You don''t hate him. You hate yourself. You hate that you killed him in a fit of impulse, right?"


    Madeline stood not far away from him. When she finished speaking, the man leaning against the tree


    trunk rushed towards her and held a dagger against her neck.


    Warm liquid flowed down the de, and the sudden pain made Madeline feel a wave of fear, but she


    did not show it at all.


    "You''re arrogant. Since you don''t want to live, let me send you off," Trenton said as he pushed his hand


    forward lightly.


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    Madeline could feel the de cutting through her flesh, inching closer to her artery.


    She looked at him calmly and fearlessly. "You also have moments of anger and shame. You must have


    regretted killing your daddy all these years. You couldn''t save him, so you took it out on me. You are a


    complete coward!"


    Trenton was filled with anger. He saw himself reflected in Madeline''s eyes, vicious and cruel, just like


    the person who once said to him, "You are like a rat in a stinky gutter, dirty and smelly, making people


    sick!"


    "It''s a pity that he gave all his life savings to you without hesitation, thinking he could get his son''s


    forgiveness, but he didn''t expect his son to kill him. As a daddy, he raised you from infancy to


    adulthood. As a master, he wholeheartedly taught you the principles of being a good person. Where did


    he ever do you wrong?"


    Madeline''s soulful questioning thoroughly angered Trenton. He increased the pressure on the dagger in


    his hand and red at her with eyes wide open, "What do you know? Lunatic!"


    The pain that person brought him was something that death could not erase!


    Trenton''s outburst of anger made Madeline tense up. She dared not breathe or blink. Once again, she


    felt the closeness of death.


    Just as she was about to fight back against Trenton, even if it meant going down with a fight, he


    suddenly grabbed her hand and looked at her with a sneer on his face.


    She was holding a card, the key to open the castle where Trenton lived. Trenton had nned to steal it


    while in a rage, but he had caught her.


    Trenton''s smile was sinister and twisted. "You have so little ability, yet you dare to approach me?" he


    said.


    Madeline did not bother to argue with him and went straight to the action.


    At first, they fought barehanded, but Madeline quickly fell behind. So she activated her equipment and


    began to sneak attack Trenton.


    Despite being empty-handed, Trenton still had the upper hand. Madeline''s high-tech equipment was no


    match for his absolute strength.


    But Madeline was clever. Every time she was about to lose, she found a way to escape from his grasp.


    Trenton was amused by her and yed with her like a cat ying with a mouse.


    Madeline''s neck was still bleeding, and she soon felt exhausted.


    She did not want to fight, turned around and ran down the mountain.


    But Trenton was more familiar with this ce than her, and soon he cornered her at a cliff.


    Madeline nced back at the cliff, which was truly high. If she fell, she would be crushed to pieces.


    "You''re right. I don''t want to kill you. Since I can''t bear to kill you, stay by my side." Trenton slowly


    approached Madeline like a venomous snake.


    But soon, he realized that something was wrong.


    There was no trace of fear or anxiety on Madeline''s face. She was so calm that it seemed like she had


    everything under control.